The Grand Prince of the Wanxiang Kingdom’s side.
By the time Wen Qiang had bandaged his wounds and returned to the Grand Prince again, the witch doctor they had appointed to examine Coffett was already staying within the Grand Prince’s chambers.
This person was the Grand Witch Doctor Soya who had sent Yin Xiao Boa’s into the royal palace in the first place.
“Mr. Wen, you’ve come just in time! Sit down first and listen to what he has to say!”
After the Grand Prince had calmed down his anger, although he realised his mistake, his pride as a prince did not allow him to bow his head, and he could only express his feelings with a slightly more enthusiastic attitude.
If it were an ordinary strategist, he would have been killed, but this Wen Qiang was a man of unparalleled wisdom and strategy, and during the time he had followed him, he had repeatedly achieved success through his strategy.
If it were not for his anger, how could the Grand Prince be angry with such a Crouching Dragon strategist?
Wen Qiang exchanged a glance with him, nodded his jaw with a faint smile and settled down again at Jia Wen’s greeting.
As the Grand Prince raised an eyebrow, the long-awaited Great Witch Doctor arched his hand and bent down to report.
“According to the results of the subordinate’s diagnosis, this Treasurer General is indeed suffering from prolonged drinking and indulgence.
This has damaged the spinal nerves, resulting in paralysis for the rest of his life.”
As the words fell to the ground, the Grand Prince’s eyes were as wide as copper bells, his face full of disbelief.
“Are you sure about that?”
Jia Wen’s eyes narrowed, a faint killing intent emanating from his gaze.
Sawyer hurriedly fell to the ground, “Your Highness, what the servant said is true.”
“If Your Highness does not believe it, you can go and confirm it with the several great witch doctors who are with you.”
Although the Grand Prince knew that this Sawyer did not have the guts to swindle himself.
But this matter was really unbelievable, just one drink and he was half-dead?
“What do you think, Mr. Wen?”
“Between the following ministers, the matter should wait until Lord Zaat arrives.”
Wen Qiang rose and stood with an arching hand, skimming the same door before continuing, “There are many ways to fake a half-paralyzed body.”
“Nowadays, the dark tide of Vientiane is rising and chaos is rising.
Is this physical condition of the Treasurer General a disguise to avoid the world, or is it really true.
It will be necessary to wait a little longer for Lord Zaat.”
The Grand Prince listened with a slight frown, and Wen Qiang’s thoughts coincided with his.
Only when he waited left and right and did not see Zat Baiha, the nameless anger in the Grand Prince’s heart burned once more.
“Someone, go and urge the Minister of Border Affairs once more.
If he doesn’t come again, the king will personally go to his door and invite him.”
Jia Wen raised his hand and lined it up heavily on the armrest of his seat, impatience already written all over his face.
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open.
“Your Highness redeemed yourself, there was a sudden encounter with an important matter at home and I was delayed.”
Immediately after entering the door, Zatvanliu arched his front and anxiously went forward to admit his mistake.
If not for the butler’s reminder, he would have almost forgotten the summons from the Grand Prince because he was so engrossed in his memories.
Although Garvin was displeased, the surface work was indeed extremely well done.
“No harm, no foul, it was my king who failed to think things through and suddenly summoned Uncle Zat.
Someone see to the tea!”
“Uncle Zat, please sit down!”
He said as he enthusiastically stood up and personally guided Zat Wanliu to the seat.
For Wen Qiang, he had the option of destroying if he could not get it.
But this Zat Wanliu was not only the king’s beloved, but also a big man with military power in his hand.
Just about to force the other side, people patted their a*ses and walked away.
There are so many princes anyway, why should they suffer at your place.
Although Zatvanliu knew this too, he was never proud of it, but instead had a humble attitude.
“Thank you, Your Highness!”
“I wonder what is the reason for Your Highness suddenly summoning the old minister?”
The Grand Prince did not reply directly after walking back to his luxurious seat, but turned his gaze to Wen Qiang at the side.