A faint smile appeared on King Chonghou's face.
Ever since they were children, Prince Zi Gui, as the Crown Prince, had suppressed him at every turn. Even when King Chonghou could have done better, he was forced to be modest and humble, never daring to cross the line.
But now, the tide had turned. The ambitions he had suppressed for so many years could finally be unleashed.
He now held the moral high ground and commanded elite troops and powerful generals. Facing his brother, who had nothing but a handful of routed soldiers, victory was practically guaranteed.
Zhao Rui, who had been listening from the side, was left speechless. He couldn't believe he had stumbled right into a rebellion in the Great Shang—well, perhaps it was more of a coup to "restore order."
This put him in an awkward position.
He had initially acted in self-defense and to save others, but if he were to intervene now, wouldn't he be meddling in the internal affairs of the Great Shang?
