Miyang Town, Wufu sat in the inn room, listening to Chi San's report, and silently smiled while holding tea.
"So, Wang Hao just bit the bait like that? Isn't he afraid it'll get stuck in his throat?" Wufu sneered, "Considering he's from a noble family, one would expect him to be more cautious, ha."
Her plan was indeed a series of interconnected steps, but if someone were astute enough, they might discern the clues. To succeed, one had to be careful and discreet, requiring more people to be involved.
But unexpectedly, it was so easy to ensnare Wang Hao. Is this some kind of privilege granted by Heaven?
