The next morning, Turing Chen discovered his father's cold corpse in his room.
Duke Turing Tuo sat in his chair, his face utterly serene, bereft of anger or an unfulfilled gaze.
This man, who once commanded the winds and storms of Rage Wave Kingdom, a formidable magnate of the military, ended his life quietly in the desolate night.
Perhaps he had many reveries, perhaps he harbored many ambitions.
Once upon a time, his betrayal of the King had spurred the trend of emptying the throne, delivering a fatal blow to the King.
Despite the facade of support that nobles like Turing Tuo showed Zhi Li, once Zhi Li ascended the throne, they would continue to undermine his power, slowly transforming into true warlord factions.
And the Turing Clan was the mightiest of these warlords, potentially plotting a coup in time.
