Han Fei sighed and said, "Perhaps everything Tian Ze did before was an act, whether it was toward you or Flowing Sand. Back then, Tian Ze had not yet freed himself from the Gu poison, so he needed your help and Flowing Sand's help. And at the time, whether it was Brother Zhao or Flowing Sand, our strength surpassed his, so Tian Ze had no choice but to compromise."
"But now that Tian Ze has broken free of the Gu poison's control, he is like a fish returning to the sea, a dragon soaring into the heavens. No one can control him anymore."
At this point, Han Fei cupped his hands again. "Brother Zhao, I already have a plan that can resolve Miss Yan Lingji's current crisis. I wonder if Brother Zhao would be willing to hear it."
"A crisis?" A teasing smile curled across Zhao Zilong's lips. "For you, it's certainly a crisis. For me, that may not be the case."
Han Fei grinned, revealing a smug smile. "Perhaps Brother Zhao truly faces no great danger, but Miss Yan Lingji is genuinely in danger. Brother Zhao would not wish to see Miss Yan Lingji perish, would you?"
Zhao Zilong remained unmoved. Looking from Yan Lingji to Zi Nu, then back to Han Fei, he asked, "What is your plan?"
Han Fei confidently filled himself a cup of wine and drank at an unhurried pace, as if deliberately making Zhao Zilong wait. Zhao Zilong was not in a hurry either, calmly helping himself to the dishes. After draining his cup, Han Fei said confidently, "I have received the aid of an influential figure from Qin State. He has already promised me that he can pardon Yan Lingji."
"Is that so?" Zhao Zilong replied flatly. He looked at Yan Lingji again.