Luan Desheng's Apprentices, Part I

“What is going on?! Why have your assassins not taken care of Mei Xilan Sui yet?!”

“It seems they are more powerful than I gave them credit for.”

“I don’t want to hear excuses! I want them dead! Dammit!”

Luan Desheng watched, amused, as Qiang Bao paced back and forth across the ostentatious hall. This man had become so easy to rile up recently, ever since he discovered that the emperor’s daughter was alive. He got upset at the smallest things now. Just the other day, some poor handmaid had stepped in front of him while he was walking down the hall. He had beaten her to within an inch of her life.

Life had become boring since they overthrew the monarchy. In truth, Luan Desheng felt like Qiang Bao had been having too easy a time of it. This was the most excitement they’d had in years. That it came at the expense of Qiang Bao was just the icing on the cake.