"Sect Master Xia, you should know what to do and what not to do. Getting involved in our official affairs probably won't end well. You agreed before that, since this matter arose from a division within the dao sects, we would let it end there. Surely you can't take advantage of the situation just because of an internal struggle between my colleagues and me, can you?" Nie Zhengguo turned around and warned me, combining persuasion with pressure.
"An internal struggle between colleagues? Heh, Uncle Nie, even you have learned not to wear your heart on your sleeve. From my perspective, this isn't merely an internal struggle, is it? You colluded with a portion of the ambitious immortals to suppress the dao sects, attempting to control and nibble away at them until they obeyed your every command. You planned to use the dao sects as stepping stones to carry out certain unspeakable deeds and profit from them. That led to a whole pile of charges—selling off state resources, embezzlement, dereliction of duty, framing colleagues, and so on. It doesn't look good. When asking someone for help, you either need something they can use, or you need to offer them a condition. With your own conviction still pending, who would be willing to accompany you into prison? As for what you can offer, your faction is currently sweeping through the other departments like dead wood before a storm and hauling them all into its net. So give it up. The outcome is already decided. Otherwise, why would I only have stepped forward now?" Linghu Shaoyu gazed at Nie Zhengguo with absolute certainty. When it came to confidence, this man really was something else, I sighed inwardly.
Nie Zhengguo's expression darkened. After listening to what the other man had said, he had probably