Reon's next words came cold, sharp, and laced with an unspoken warning.
"The true enemy after your brother's life is none other than the Crown Prince of the Great Zhenou Kingdom."
"And if that wasn't enough… he's also a True Disciple of the Supreme Dao Sect."
Yang Mi's breath hitched.
"W-What?"
Her mind reeled, the weight of those words crashing down like a thunderclap.
"The Crown Prince... of the Great Zhenou Kingdom?" she whispered, barely believing it.
"Yes," Reon nodded, his voice calm.
But his eyes sharp, calculating inwardly.
After Ning Shao sent that letter to the Second Prince, it was only a matter of time before the Crown Prince learned everything.
Or worse—perhaps he already had.
And if that were the case... then even now, he could be moving to strike, eliminating anything—or anyone—standing in his way.
Reon leaned back, a smirk playing on his lips as his thoughts churned.
That's when the real trial for the protagonist begins.