The dwarf's martial arts were unfathomably profound; the Fourth Prince had witnessed this himself. He had schemed to drug the dwarf unconscious and then sent him to the Prime Minister's Mansion. The dwarf wasn't stupid—once he woke up, he would certainly realize it was the Prince who had betrayed him. What would he do if he came seeking revenge?
Thinking of this, the Fourth Prince couldn't sit still. He rose to his feet and walked out. "Let's go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to take a look."
"Yes, Your Highness."
The guard followed behind him. "Fourth Prince, should I go call the steward to prepare the sedan chair?"
"Hm! Go ahead. Ask him to hurry; I need it immediately!"
"Yes, Your Highness." The guard agreed promptly and sprinted ahead.
By the time the Fourth Prince arrived at the gate, a sedan chair was already waiting there. The steward truly lived up to his reputation for efficiency.
"To the Prime Minister's Mansion."
