The Previous King? [Bonus chapter]

In the middle of the deep night, a silhouette appeared in the hut. The man had a dagger in his hand. He looked over at the bed, where Lóng Wei was sleeping soundly. With quiet steps, he moved forward and stabbed the Prince. The blood spattered on the blanket that had covered him. After that, the man left the hut. He put the dagger into the sheath and walked as fast as he could.

After fifteen minutes of walking, the man reached his place. He got into the hut and bowed his head at the man with the burned scar on his face. 

"I did the work. Meng Ru is dead, Master."

The man with the burned scar turned to look and threw a pouch full of gold coins toward him. "Let's leave. You will not live in the town today," he ordered. As he stepped up to go out of the hut, the door opened with a bang, and Lóng Wei walked in.