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As soon as the words left his mouth, Wei An trembled all over, as if struck by lightning. His face turned pale instantly, and his lips quivered slightly, leaving him unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Clearly, he was filled with immense fear at the question posed to him. After a struggle, Wei An finally managed to squeeze out a voice from deep within his throat: "Your Highness, I only said a few words, but I cannot continue."
Seeing this, Lin Zheng suddenly raised his head, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes as he said icily, "Hmph! What use do I have for someone like you? You can leave; this prince does not need useless people."
Upon hearing this, Wei An's face turned ashen. He hurriedly tried to plead, "Your Highness, please give me another chance!"
But before he could finish his sentence, Lin Zheng's furious shout interrupted him: "Get out!"
The roar echoed like thunder, sending chills down Wei An's spine. He knew there was no room for redemption and could only nod helplessly before turning to walk out the door.
Cheng Chuhe, witnessing the scene, hesitated for a moment before silently following Wei An out of the study.
As the door gently closed behind them, the vast study was left with only Prince Lin Zheng sitting alone. He remained firmly seated in his chair, gazing thoughtfully at the direction of the door, lost in contemplation about something unknown.
That night, darkness enveloped the land; the moon hung high in the sky, casting a cold glow while stars sparsely dotted the expanse.
In this late autumn evening, the northern nights grew increasingly chilly as cool winds swept through. In the quiet study, Lin Feng sat silently at his desk with a book in hand, though his gaze was not fully focused on the pages before him.
Time ticked away second by second; it felt as if that page had been frozen in place and had not been turned for quite some time.
A few days prior, on their way back to Wu City, Lu Yong had conversed with Lin Feng. The personnel accompanying them on this expedition were all of reputable backgrounds without any blemishes and had achieved remarkable feats on the battlefield.
Lu Yong suggested that Lin Feng absorb these individuals and cultivate them into his own force; this way, even if unforeseen circumstances arose in the future, he would possess a certain degree of self-protection.
In truth, Lin Feng had already contemplated this matter without needing Lu Yong's prompting. Thus, he followed Lu Yong's advice and arranged for Lu Yong and Mardu to be responsible for developing this group of people.
After all, some of them hailed from vast grasslands, and Mardu, being a general from those plains, would naturally find it easier to communicate with them and gain their trust and support.
Consequently, during court sessions each day, Lin Feng not only spoke justly for those brave soldiers who had sacrificed themselves but also actively sought opportunities for promotion and advancement for those who had achieved merit.
However, to his surprise, Lin Quan unexpectedly took the initiative to invite him for a welcome dinner, which left him somewhat astonished.
Lin Feng pondered to himself: Perhaps Lin Quan has his own thoughts on the matter? But regardless, since he couldn't make sense of it, he decided not to dwell on it any longer.
At this moment, the night had deepened, and time had quietly slipped away to the midnight hour. Lin Feng suddenly realized that he had been sitting in his study, lost in thought for over two hours!
Recognizing this, he slowly stood up, stretching his slightly stiff body before dragging his weary feet toward the bedroom.
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