Anthony sat on a chair, holding a teacup in his right hand, drinking lazily.
"Coming to find you so late naturally means I want to share your burdens and solve your problems," Antina said, her gaze fixed on Anthony, her voice resolute.
Anthony's hand, holding the teacup, paused slightly. A flicker of emotion passed through his eyes as he gestured towards the sofa opposite him, "Sit."
Antina didn't stand on ceremony and walked directly to the opposite side and sat down, stating plainly, "I know, Prince, that you consider Qing Muyu an eyesore and want to remove this thorn. I have a plan. Do you want to hear it, Prince?"
"Conditions."
Since she came to help him solve his problems, it naturally wouldn't be gratuitous assistance.
As intelligent as Anthony was, he chose to ask about the conditions first.
"It's not a very difficult condition," Anthony crossed his legs, leaning back on the sofa, tilting his chin slightly, exuding confidence.
"Speak."
"Eliminate Qing Muyu, and kill Meng Jingwei while you're at it."
She spoke her mind directly, "Qing Muyu is your biggest threat, and also my biggest threat. You want him dead, and I want him dead even more."
If he didn't die, he would always protect Meng Jingwei, keeping her safe.
Therefore, to get rid of Meng Jingwei, Qing Muyu had to be eliminated first!
"Hahaha..."
Anthony threw his head back and laughed, "You've gone to great lengths for Xiao Cheng."
"Yes."
"Don't you feel it's a loss?"
"What Antina likes, there is no such thing as a loss or gain, only whether I want it or not."
Her resolve to kill Meng Jingwei was as unwavering as her love for Xiao Cheng, never having changed.
She had saved Meng Jingwei once, but Meng Jingwei, instead of being grateful, had kidnapped her to threaten Xiao Cheng.
This incident was like a thorn, deeply embedded in Antina's heart, impossible to remove.
"Very well."
Anthony nodded, raising his damaged left hand, a cold smile curling the corner of his lips, "My hand was severed because of Meng Jingwei. She must pay the price too!"
His narrowed sapphire-blue eyes shot out sharp chilling intent, like a ravenous wolf ready to pounce on its enemy at any moment and devour it.
"In the Hidden Clan, with your influence, Prince, it won't be easy to eliminate Qing Muyu. I think you could cooperate with someone."
Antina got straight to the point.
"Who?"
"He Kaiyan."
"He Kaiyan?" Anthony's brow furrowed slightly, and he sat up straighter, contemplating, "He has no grievances with Qing Muyu. Why would he cooperate with us?"
Antina's red lips curved into a smile, a polite smile, but inwardly she mocked Anthony's foolishness.
After all, he was blinded by hatred, utterly stupid.
"He indeed has no grievances with Qing Muyu, but if you, Prince, can give him the 'thing' he desperately desires but cannot obtain, why would he refuse?"
"What do you mean?" Anthony's eyes lit up, and he looked at Antina with a gaze full of longing.
"What He Kaiyan wants, of course, is the position of the Hidden Lord. Don't you see it, Prince?"
"The position of Hidden Lord is passed down from female to male, not the other way around. Even if he wants it, it can only be a fantasy."
Anthony, whose eyes were filled with expectation just a moment ago, now dimmed. He felt he had hoped too much and had overestimated Antina.
"Xiao Cheng once told me that in China's history, emperors were all men, yet there was also the first female emperor, Wu Zetian. She could overturn the traditional concept of women having inferior status. Why can't He Kaiyan?"
Antina countered, "Don't you see He Kaiyan's ambition?"
The intelligence she could obtain, Anthony naturally knew about it as well.
But the problem was...
"How can I help him? And will he trust me? Once he ascends the throne, will he still 'release the tiger back into the mountains'?"