But——
Putting down the teacup, Mu Xiong said, "Those people will only appear if the country falls or if someone turns against the Qin Family’s rule. They won’t come out for such a struggle for the throne. Just as Ge’er said, our Mu Family is merely purging the Emperor’s side, and the Emperor of Qin Country still carries the Qin surname. Our Mu Family isn’t interested in the throne."
While the father and daughter of the Mu Family were discussing, Mu Qingge had already set off according to the agreed time with Qin Jinhao.
She was to lead five hundred trusted aides to spearhead the attack, break through a palace gate, and usher Qin Jinhao into the Imperial Palace, launching a direct assault on Prince Rui.
Only after the plan was finalized did she learn that Qin Jinhao had secretly raised fifty to sixty thousand private soldiers. These soldiers were created with the full power of the Jiang family, but in Mu Qingge’s eyes, they were only so-so.
Thinking of Mu Xiong, who quietly cultivated a hundred thousand of the Thousand Fierce Army in secret, becoming a card in the Mu Family’s hand without causing them any real damage.
Indeed, at the same time, he was also nurturing the Mu Family Army stationed in Yi City.
It’s not that the Mu Family is wealthier than the Jiang family, but that Mu Xiong is better at leading troops. Essentially, the Thousand Fierce Army hasn’t increased the Mu Family’s burden; on the contrary, it supports itself through warfare, sending some spoils back to Yi City to supply the Mu Family Army.
Therefore, whether it’s the Mu Family Army or the Thousand Fierce Army, neither can be compared to the group of soldiers Qin Jinhao has raised.
Riding on Black Flame, Mu Qingge recalled Qin Jinhao’s self-satisfied expression before departure and couldn’t help but sneer. ’Keep being smug, for when you fall closest to your dreams, that’s when it becomes most unforgettable.’
Under Mo Yang’s leadership, the five hundred trusted aides accompanied Mu Qingge slowly to the front of the palace gate.
The tightly shut palace gate and the towering palace walls were eerily silent.
Black Flame, on which Mu Qingge rode, paced nervously, its hoofbeats echoing constantly on the street. Compared to ordinary beasts, Spirit Beasts possess a greater sense of crisis awareness, and this Flame Horse King seemed to have sensed an approaching danger, warning its master.
Mo Yang stepped forward, came beside Mu Qingge, and whispered, "Little Lord, it seems there’s deception. Should we choose another location?"
Mu Qingge slightly lifted her chin, gazed at the pavilion on the palace wall, and squinted her eyes, shaking her head slowly, "The other palace gates are the same, why change?"

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