Su Ming found himself transported to the era of the Three Kingdoms, where he became sworn brothers with Sun Ce. A month ago, Sun Quan murdered his own brother to seize the throne, turning Su Ming and
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Jiangdong.
Wu Commandery, Wu County.
Within a grand estate.
In a bedchamber, two men sat around a table.
One possessed a cold, stern countenance; the other exuded refined elegance.
Upon the table rested an oil lamp, a small dish of appetizers, and a jar of cloudy wine.
Judging by their flushed faces, it was clear both men were inebriated.
“Third Brother, there’s something suspicious about our elder brother’s death.” The cold-faced man took a swig of wine, his tone heavy as he spoke. “He was hunting in Dantu—who leaked his whereabouts?”
“The soldiers who accompanied him were battle-hardened veterans. How could a few wild deer have lured them away?”
“Even without their protection, who was our elder brother? He was the Little Overlord of Jiangdong, possessed the courage and strength of a tyrant.”
“How could mere guests of Xu Gong manage to assassinate him?”
At these words, the refined man was left stunned.
After a moment, he asked, “Second Brother, what are you really trying to say?”
Hearing this, the cold-faced man burst into anger.
Bang! He slammed his palm on the table, roaring, “Zhou Gongjin, don’t you dare feign ignorance with me.”
“You’re the strategist of Jiangdong—you know perfectly well what I mean.”
“If you want me to spell it out, then fine. Our elder brother wasn’t killed by Xu Gong’s guests. He was murdered by one of our own.”
“Someone didn’t want him alive. Someone wanted him dead. Someone was eager to seize power.”
The refined man was none