Now, he had finally caught an opportunity to strike back, and in the future, Sui Zilin probably would not know how to deal with him.
Just like when his father first ascended the throne, he had disposed of his half-brothers, one by one—some killed, some maimed. At the very least, they were banished to other places, never to return to Shaohua City!
And such an outcome was something he had never imagined.
His gaze had always been fixed on that lofty position, which now had been fumbled away by his own father.
How could he not hate!
And the person he hated the most was Sui Zimo.
That mother who had raised him, whom he had called mother for so many years, never once considered his, her brother's, interests.
Had he known earlier, he should have had his mother get rid of this calamity right away. Then, he wouldn't have ended up with no connection to the throne.
"Vile women, all of them!"
Ungrateful scum, deserve no peaceful end!