Upon mentioning the serious matter, the Python Robed Youth's expression slightly eased, and he frowned.
"Father's health is getting worse. He recently hinted at wanting to summon King Zhao to the capital."
The old man's brow jerked, and a deep fear appeared in his eyes.
"That old undying monster..."
"If he enters the capital, many of our methods will become useless."
"No, you must confirm whom your father really wants to appoint. If push comes to shove... we must act first..."
At these words, the Python Robed Youth's face twitched, and after a brief hesitation, a wicked and fierce gleam appeared in his eyes.
"I understand, I will carefully probe Father's thoughts!"
"Hopefully... he won't let me down..."
As the two were gravely discussing important matters, a flustered attendant came running with a familiar-looking wooden box.
"Master, Pingyang Earl has sent another head!!"
Youth: "..."
Old man: "..."
