"So, under no circumstances could news of the old man's death be leaked to Shen Chenglie!"
Shen Yuhe's face turned livid. "At the very least, before the dust settled, the Adopted Son Faction couldn't be allowed to get involved in this!"
"That was where you were wrong." Meng Chao shook his head. "Without the Adopted Son Faction's involvement, the dust would never settle. And with the strength of just the two of you, it would be difficult to contend with Shen Yuanbiao. The only course now was to bring in the Adopted Son Faction and let Shen Chenglie and the others fight Shen Yuanbiao to the death. Only then would you two have the chance to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, becoming the final victors. Wasn't that right?"
Those words left Shen Yuhe and Shen Yufeng slightly stunned.
Both of them sank into deep thought.
Originally, if Chairman Shen had lived another five or ten years and smoothly carried out the Weaken the Vassals plan, handing most of Cosmos Group's power to his own flesh and blood, then adopted sons such as Shen Chenglie would have found it difficult to seize control of the entire Shen family and Cosmos Group. Meng Chao believed Shen Chenglie and the others understood that perfectly well. Thus, all they could do was firmly control their Basic Foundation, turn themselves into independent kingdoms within Cosmos Group, and prepare at any time to strike out on their own into a vast and boundless world. But Chairman Shen's sudden death had not only given Shen Yuanbiao an opportunity to steal Cosmos Group—it could also easily ignite the ambitions lying dormant deep within Shen Chenglie and the others' minds.
"'Cosmos Group was carved out with the old man by us, with our heads tied