He shut the door with a backhand, looking at Li Guanyi, who sat quietly there:
"You are the unfortunate one."
Li Guanyi was drawing Qi Fortune, looking up at the man, who had a body full of martial arts, and said calmly: "Not so clever, not so clever, drinking with Duan Qingyu is the problem."
"With your death, it will completely confirm that the Bright Pearl theft was caused by you and your accomplice."
Li Guanyi said: "Your master wants to be removed."
"Then find a way to completely affect the Southwest Prince's reputation, disrupting the alliance with Marquis Qin Wu?"
"Kill me, and pretend it was silencing the one who stole the Bright Pearl."
"You are a strategist similar to Mr. Wen He, but unfortunately, your level is far too inferior, putting you together with Mr. Wen He is a bit of an insult to him."
The man paused slightly, eyes turning sharp: "You are..."
