These days, Old Fang was facing a threat to his life. It might not have shown on the surface, but with the Rebellious Executive Officer coming after him, he was already panicking.
The older people got, the more afraid they were of death. No exceptions.
Did Fang Weixian really want to expose the Twelve Great Districts' problems to the higher-ups? He simply had a threat to his life hanging over him and had chosen the lesser of two evils.
Although Fang Weixian had taken the initiative to propose cooperation, Wu Xiude knew perfectly well that this was not necessarily the best opportunity. Fang Weixian was not the sort of man whose word was his bond, but if Wu Xiude refused, not only would he miss this chance, Fang Weixian could easily go to Zuo Tai instead.
Though the price would be higher—Zuo Tai was probably the one most worried about the Reclamation Corps taking things seriously.
Fang Weixian could not be offended at this moment, because he was not dealing with a "rebel" for the sake of this governing system. He was fighting for the continuation of his own life.
Matters of public business could be laughed off and put aside; when it came to personal desires involving one's own body and life, the slightest hesitation was enough to offend someone beyond repair.
Following that logic, Zuo Tai was unlikely to go against Fang Weixian's wishes either.
It still seemed impossible to break the balance, didn't it? Yet the more that was true, the more Wu Xiude had to respond.
Even if he provoked the Reclamation Corps yet failed to get what he wanted, he would at least preserve his relationship with Fang Weixian. If there was a Debriefing Report later, there would at least be no unfavorable remarks about