"Lord Chen, your son has plenty of drive," said Eunuch Feng as he watched Chen St, who was currently discussing the Eight Trigrams Body Protection Art with Cheng Qi and Granny Sha. He sounded surprised.
Chen Tang sighed. "The more drive he has, the greater the pressure on me."
"Me too."
Eunuch Feng's expression turned grave. "This old servant is also afraid some fellows will tear off their masks. After all, yesterday we still bumped into each other and kept things amiable. My two unworthy sons didn't deal lethal blows to me either. However, they've placed massive stakes on the young master."
In Xijing, far too many people followed the young master, and a considerable number of them were Xijing's powerful nobles.
There was no guarantee someone wouldn't lose so badly their eyes turned red with desperation.
"Besides, does your son have absolute certainty of victory?"
Eunuch Feng felt somewhat worried. "Lord Chen, I've wagered my entire net worth on your son. If he loses, the Eastern Depot and the post of Grand Eunuch Supervisor are lost as well. The court's final pure land will also be lost to them."
He possessed remarkable foresight. The moment the thirteen noble families decided to support the young master, he sensed the situation was amiss, and thus secretly instructed Prince Xiao to steal West King's Jade Seal and flee far away.
Back then, he was the Grand Eunuch Supervisor, and the seal he held was none other than West King's Jade Seal. The jade seal was guarded by the Divine Machine Battalion, and its two commanders were also eunuchs who answered to the Grand Eunuch Supervisor.
Without Eunuch Feng's connivance, Prince Xiao absolutely could not have stolen this treasure.
In Xijing, the Grand Eunuch Supervisor and the Grand Secretariat held each other in