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"Yes, I understand."

You can vaguely hear his voice through the walls of his house. He was outside, someone else accompanying him. It was a man, his voice deep and low, even more difficult to hear than Zhang Wei's.

"Do you truly? I know you love that woman, but you must never put others before your kingdom."

"She must be the wrong person then. It is impossible to have results like hers. Even if my kingdom falls apart, I will not hurt her, and I most definitely will not kill her."

Now fully awake, you slowly sit up, fear bubbling in the pit of your stomach.

"If you will not kill her then I will."

It goes silent for a moment. You hold your breath.

"Lay a finger on her and you shall be dead within less than a second."

The other man chuckles. You can hear one of them step forward, the sound of a sword being pulled out, a swift 'whoosh' of the blade, then deafening silence. You gulp, stiff, listening as someone approached the door, stopping in front of it. The handle turned. You began to shake. They opened the door, stepping in.

"Ah, good morning Hua Lian."

You let out a long breath of air, relived to some extent, but still afraid.

"Y-You.."

He walks forward to you, touching your cheek. You slap his hand away, his face morphing from composed, to pained. You stand, walking past him and out the door, coming across the man who he had just spoken to, dead on the floor. Or so you thought. Blood bubbles from the slit across his neck as he reached out his hand towards you. You frown, shutting your eyes and grabbing the small knife you always keep on you.

"I apologize."

You mount the mans body, driving the blade into his skull, putting him out of his misery. Closing his lifeless eyes you turn around to see Zhang Wei standing behind you.

"You killed this man. I would like you to understand that."

He nods.

"I understand. Now let me burn his body so it does not stink up the house."

You frown.

"Zhang Chen! How could you be so heartless?! This is not the sweet and caring man I know!"

He grabs your wrist, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Who told you my name? How do you know about this?"

Your eyes go wide.

"I-"