Zhao Hongming understood what Princess Wu Yin meant.
In her eyes, he was a prince with neither power nor influence, and one who was not favored.
In just one year, he would have to establish a manor and be bestowed a king title.
If he did not have Martial Dao experts at his side to protect him, setting aside the marauders and bandits along the road to his fief—
When facing the local tyrants in his fief, without the suppression of force, he would find it difficult to gain a foothold there at all.
In Wei Country's history, it was not as though no princes had died unnatural deaths in their fiefs.
As the largest of Wei Country's Martial Arts Forces, Zhengyi Sect selected its disciples through countless rounds of scrutiny. Those who remained in the sect all possessed respectable cultivation, and Zhengyi Sect had branch halls in most of Wei Country's cities.
If he could forge ties with the children of Zhengyi Sect's members, he might receive some care in his fief in the future.
It was not that they could offer him much assistance, but at the very least, his life would have some measure of protection.
If he was lucky, with the support of these officials' children, he might even use a minor official position or two to recruit several Martial Warriors to follow him.
In short, befriending Zhengyi Sect disciples would bring him a hundred benefits and not a single harm.
Zhao Hongming smiled and said breezily, "Fourth Sister, making friends depends on fate. It cannot be forced. If I shamelessly pestered them, I would only disgrace the Imperial Family and make Zhengyi Sect laugh at you."
Princess Wu Yin sighed and said with mature gravity, "When the time comes, handle it yourself."
Zhao Hongming could