Liang Wan held her pen, aimlessly scribbling on the paper, feeling deeply conflicted.
She could absolutely take advantage of this juncture, reveling in the chaos and adding fuel to the fire. Once the refugees rose up, there would inevitably be continuous civil uprisings everywhere. Coupled with the severe internal strife among the Gate Valves, could Gao Qian still sit securely on his throne? She feared that without even having to lift a finger herself, he would...
"Liang Ji."
Just as she was feeling agitated, someone stepped forward. Raising her eyes, she saw Shuangjiang bow. "The Master has returned. He invites you to go over."
Liang Wan put down her pen. She found it a bit strange but didn't say much; she simply tidied herself up a little and left the room with Shuangjiang. Unexpectedly, they didn't go to Lu Xiu's room, but to the front courtyard. She wondered if they were going to meet an outside guest.
