"Do you still remember when you took in Zhao Ming?"
The Second Prince's pupils contracted slightly.
Of course he remembered.
Zhao Ming had followed him for over twenty years.
Back when they were still teenagers, Zhao Ming had once nearly died protecting him during an assassination attempt outside the capital.
Since then, the Second Prince had trusted him completely.
Yu Zidi smiled faintly.
"You always believed he became loyal to you after that incident."
"But the assassins that night…"
He looked directly into the Second Prince's eyes.
"…were arranged by me."
The Second Prince's mind shook violently.
"The wound on Zhao Ming's chest was real."
"The blood was real. The near-death experience was also real."
"But the entire situation itself was planned from the beginning. The risk was real and he could have been killed."
Yu Zidi's expression remained indifferent.
"I needed you to trust him absolutely, so I can't skimp on detail."
