By now, the Marquis of Ren De was extremely wary of Shen Bai. After all, Zhang Dao Ling, a man of equal standing, had been beheaded at the Vegetable Market. Even the Marquis of Ren De found the news deeply unsettling.
Zhao Feng shook his head. "I shouldn't linger in this Marquis's Mansion. You can make excuses for mobilizing your troops, but it will still arouse Shen Bai's suspicion. I have another purpose: to draw Shen Bai's attention away from you. During this time, I will visit many different factions, creating the illusion that I'm colluding with them."
"Shen Bai will inevitably turn his gaze toward me."
The Marquis of Ren De heard this and thought it made a good deal of sense.
As for whether Zhao Feng's plan was safe, that was not something the Marquis of Ren De concerned himself with.
As long as he had a way to leave the Great Zhou Country, the lives and deaths of others were, of course, no concern of his.
