Fang Weixian...
Ronan knew this man. Back when Tang Li had sought to leave the Internal Affairs Bureau, his first choice had been the Intelligence Management Center in East 725 District. But the route he took was through Councilor Guo Yuanying, giving this local power faction an opening to interfere in the Intelligence Management Center's personnel arrangements—and offending Fang Weixian in the process.
Fang Weixian had then set Tang Li a dilemma, making him offend the local military strongman, Colonel Tang Yu. If Ronan had not already been Soul Hosting within Tang Li, that incident would have more or less ruined his future. Of course, Fang Weixian had not been targeting Tang Li specifically. That backhanded slap had really landed on Councilor Guo's face.
This showed that, whatever else could be said of Fang Weixian, he guarded his own territory very tightly.
That was Ronan's only impression of Fang Weixian—and not a good one.
So he did not care how the Martial Emperor intended to deal with the man.
Snake Tongue, meanwhile, considered it from another angle. "That changes things. Once personal safety is involved, the nature of the matter is different. If Fang Weixian knows about this, then within the range of his influence, the intensity of his actions against us will increase. But once it goes beyond that range, there may instead be a risk of division. Hmm, if that really happens, he may be even more anxious than we are to escalate the situation... If things fail to keep up afterward, and I can stay alive, I'll inform that side in time. It will count as another piece of corroborating evidence."
The Martial Emperor chuckled softly at Ronan. "She's much smarter than you."
Snake Tongue lowered her head. "I wouldn't dare. It is only because you have