Feng Yun said thoughtfully, "Is the plan to keep the Night Demon safe?"
"Exactly." Yan Nan said, "I've been thinking about it all along, but until now, I've been completely at a loss."
Feng Yun mused, "This arrangement of the Night Demon's... and the importance of keeping the Night Demon safe to us?"
Yan Nan said, "In the contest of wits between us and Dongfang Sansan, we've been on the losing end for ten thousand years. We've never once held the upper hand. But in this matter concerning the Night Demon, I know the Night Demon's entire identity, while Dongfang Sansan doesn't."
"We hold every advantage in this matter."
Yan Nan said, "Do you understand what I mean?"
"I understand."
Feng Yun's expression suddenly turned grave.
"That's why the Night Demon being exposed now is far too soon for us." Yan Nan sighed.
"Yes. It's far too soon."
Feng Yun fell into thought.
As Feng Yun pondered, Yan Nan began explaining the entire chain of events surrounding the Night Demon in painstaking detail, starting from Fang Che's humble beginnings.
Every step had been carefully planned.
She described everything, down to the smallest detail, all the way to Fang Che becoming Chief Commander of the three departments, without leaving anything out.
Feng Yun kept drawing in sharp breaths, his eyes blazing with brilliance.
There had been far too many twists, coincidences, and utterly bizarre strokes of fate. No wonder Eastern Chief Strategist knew nothing about it. Even if he had been a god, he could never have noticed Fang Che when Fang Che had merely been a Martial Apprentice!
"It's just a pity that Ancestor Yan wasn't the one who arranged things from the beginning." Feng Yun had only one regret. "Yin Shen Gong's original arrangement was simply too crude. It