Chapter 242: Overcorrection
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The metallic scent of blood quickly filled the room. In his final moments, Zhao Kuan looked to Zhao Yuanliang with a pleading gaze.
But his vision grew blurrier by the second, and soon lost focus altogether.
“Xiao Ming, what are you doing?! Aren’t you afraid of the three hundred thousand Black Armored Cavalry in Zhao territory?” Zhao Yuanliang staggered backward, his face pale as a sheet.
Xiao Ming glanced coldly at the panicked strategist. “My only goal is the barbarians. I never wanted to waste energy on internal struggles. But since you made the first move, I had no choice but to respond. Zhao Kuan’s death is a warning—I’m not the same Prince Qi you once toyed with. If you provoke me, you’d better be ready to pay the price.”
Zhao Yuanliang was so shaken by Xiao Ming’s fierce words that he subconsciously nodded.
Xiao Ming continued, “You keep quiet, I keep quiet. But if you take this to court, I won’t fear you either. Your carriage is ready. It’s time to go. Oh—and if you’re still interested in buying cannons, I’m still willing to sell. Twenty thousand taels per cannon. Not a single coin less.”
Zhao Yuanliang’s body trembled. He gave Xiao Ming one last deep look, then turned and went downstairs.
Xiao Ming turned to Li San and said, “Have your men follow him—make sure he leaves my territory.”
Li San nodded, then cast a cold glance at Zhao Kuan’s lifeless body lying in a pool of blood, sneering inwardly.
This incident had been a serious lesson for Xiao Ming. As Qingzhou continued to develop, the spy problem would only grow more severe.
And the most dangerous spies… might never be discovered at all.