Inside Chongshan Pass City, a lavishly decorated hall.
Lv Hua sat on a pear wood Taishi chair in a long gown of moon-white, holding a bronze hand warmer in his hands.
Wei Cen stood in front of him, recounting Yang Zhenshan's speculations and suggestions.
After listening, Lv Hua calmly said, "If this matter has nothing to do with Prince Qing Mansion, then everything we've done is meaningless. Do you understand?"
His voice was devoid of emotion, carrying a slightly metallic and magnetic quality.
Wei Cen bowed his head, not even daring to breathe too heavily.
How could Wei Cen fail to understand Lv Hua's meaning? But he dared not understand it.
From the beginning to the end, Lv Hua's goal was only one: Prince Qing Mansion.
Corrupt officials, smuggling cases—all were minor issues within the Secret Martial Guards. The real major cases were rebellion and treason.
