"This eastern wind seems to be strong enough to stir Hui Wenzu," Blind Bei said, munching on sunflower seeds.
Clearly, this wind was prepared not only for Zheng Fan but also for Hui Wenzu. Zheng Fan warmed his hands on the teacup he was holding and nodded.
Hui Wenzu was a man with his own sensibilities, yet he didn't lack ruthlessness. After aligning himself with the Earl of North Border and the Yan Emperor, he shed his past indecision. Such a person is truly terrifying when he sets his heart and soul on a task or on climbing the ranks—a highly capable bureaucrat. He could see further, allowing him to anticipate suitable positions to leverage and prepare accordingly.
"But I still don't understand what this eastern wind is," Zheng Fan said.
Liang Cheng, who was sitting nearby, also remained silent.
