Inside Chunhua Hall, the music of flutes and strings mingled with the thunderous beat of drums.
Amidst the clinking of glasses, the guests reveled in the celebration.
Lou Shixun was among them, though his smile was a mere facade.
He had taken command of the army and returned, not only ending a costly and draining war but also securing a peace treaty between the two nations. His prestige was at an all-time high.
In reality, however, he had failed to complete the task assigned by the Lou Family.
The moment he learned that Lu Xiu had taken his own life before the army, his uncle had sent him a secret letter. He didn't even need to open it to know it would be filled with reprimands and blame. And when he did, he was right.
His uncle had also ordered him to use the opportunity to discreetly investigate within the army and gather evidence—both witnesses and material proof—of Lu Xiu's treason.
But he had come up with nothing.
