Chapter 963: The Rhythm of Selling Smiles

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"Without Silver Moon and my elder brother, what do I want with Daxing?" Xuan San chuckled mockingly at himself.

From the moment they died, his only reason to live was to seek revenge.

When he got his hands on that vial of poisoned blood, he guessed that things were not simple, but what of it?

As long as it helped him achieve his goal, it would be his ally.

He just didn't expect King Qin to come in person.

King Qin, frowning, said, "I have reviewed the Yin Family's records, they got what they deserved, they must bear the consequences for their actions, what's the problem? Have you ever thought about what would happen if the Beijiang people succeeded?"

Looking back at history, whenever foreign tribes entered the Central Plains, wasn't it always steeped in the blood and tears of the people?

They looted, killed, and did all manner of evil deeds; the great lands would be destroyed in their hands.