Everyone thought that this time the Sixth Prince had definitively lost an arm.
But contrary to their expectations, the exact opposite occurred.
At this moment, atop the Sixth Prince's Mansion, the Sixth Prince was listening to reports with a smile that never left his lips.
"Very well, since Zhao Heng has been thrown into the Heavenly Prison, then let Qian Shun take over the Imperial Camp."
"Yes!"
Things are often not as they appear.
Speaking of Zhao Heng, the actual controller of the Imperial Camp wasn't so easy to direct.
His network within the Imperial Camp was complex and intertwined.
It could be said that many Deputy Generals were his sworn brothers.
And precisely for that reason, his position in the Imperial Camp was unshakable.
Even though the camp was under the jurisdiction of the Sixth Prince, Zhao Heng tended to follow orders in name only, not in practice.
