Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence

hu was startled and, with a stiff face, remained silent."If King Zhao could control his temper and bide his time for two more years, perhaps the old man would still hold King Zhao in high regard. But... me of my surname! What right does he have!"At this moment, Li Yinhu's face was contorted by hatred, with almost no trace of humanity left.Looking at Li Yinhu who seemed almost insane, Zhao Xuanji sai...