Speaking of the Seventh Prince, General Zuo couldn't help but sigh.
He had initially considered the old General's face, and had risked his life to unite with a group of former subordinates, in hopes of preserving the Seventh Prince.
He was counting on the Seventh Prince to one day vindicate the old General's wrongful accusations.
But he forgot one thing.
A sheep, even cloaked in wolf's skin, is still a sheep.
Noble Lady Shi, by nature timid, raised a child who was also of meek stock.
Over the years, he seemed to be corresponding with Noble Lady Shi through letters, but in reality, he was observing the Seventh Prince's temperament.
The Seventh Prince's character was too much like Noble Lady Shi's; he was also sickly and fundamentally unsuited for martial arts.
How could such a Seventh Prince inherit the old General's mantle?
