Cai Mao was not annoyed by Liu Biao's question.
They had discussed this matter before, so Cai Mao calmly looked at Liu Biao and said, "We don't know whether Cao Cao can defeat Liu Bei, but unless absolutely necessary, no one will surrender to Liu Bei. Whether Cao Cao wins or loses, we can always surrender in the end. After all, Cao Cao is still the ruler of one side. At worst, when the final reckoning comes, everyone can withdraw from the Central Plains."
"At the very least, Wang Xuan let us know that the world is vast, and finding a new place to settle isn't difficult. The northern noble clans have been doing fairly well in Liaodong and the grasslands these past three years. Although those places aren't as prosperous as the Central Plains, the prospects of being vassal states aren't bad either. Who knows? A few hundred years from now, there might be another Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods."
That was how the noble clans operated. They always placed the continuation of their clans first. It wasn't that they lacked ambition, but reality had taught them that survival was the ultimate principle.
The survivors ruled!
When it came to the way of survival, Liu Biao had no choice but to admire these noble clans.
"Heh, you always think you can scheme for everything, but will things really develop as you expect?"
"Why wouldn't they?"
"The first problem before you is how to deal with me—the Imperial Clan Member that I am!"
A strange light flickered in Liu Biao's eyes, one that Cai Mao could not understand. It could not be called resentment, nor could it be called confidence. Cai Mao could not help frowning as he tilted his head and looked at Liu Biao, but he