Those who envied him plotted against him leading to his death, while the rest merely sat by and watched, their eyes cold and indifferent. She could not allow the same fate to befall the original host family. If she did, she would never escape the guilt Mei Liang thought.
"Thank you for Your Highness's praise, but I am not worthy of it," Qi Jiguang said, his face burning with shame.
What a disgrace… a mere sixteen-year-old could think of what he, already in his twenties, had failed to realize. He needed to study harder, read more military texts, and guard against letting praise and flattery cloud his mind. Otherwise, one day, he might make an even greater mistake—one that could cost countless lives.
What Qi Jiguang did not know was that because of this very moment of humility, he would escape a far greater disaster in the future.
