"Imperial Family?"
Jiang Qiao was somewhat surprised.
The imperial family was weak, so he had assumed it was a clay Bodhisattva anyone could bully.
He had not expected them to have someone in the Heavenly Human Realm.
"Yes."
Young Master Fan nodded.
"Moreover, the Imperial Family's attitude is ambiguous. Although the Old Nobles of the Capital have sidelined them, at a critical moment, they will probably still stand with the old nobles."
That made things very clear.
Although successive imperial families had drawn in the local aristocratic clans to balance the nobles in the Capital.
But.
If the two sides truly fell out.
And a Heavenly Human War broke out.
That person from the Imperial Family would probably join the Old Nobles of the Capital.
The sides would become three against six.
The local aristocratic clans would have no chance of winning.
"That makes sense."
"They have the advantage in numbers and strength."
"If it truly became a battle to the death, five Heavenly Humans joining forces would naturally have a higher chance of victory."
"If he helped the local aristocratic clans."
"Four against five."
"Even if they won, it would be a costly victory."
"As a powerful member of the Imperial Family, if anything happened to him, the imperial family would be completely finished."
Jiang Qiao could understand that mentality.
When one's strength was insufficient, one had to tread on thin ice in many situations.
Normally, one had to curry favor with both sides and act as a fence-sitter. But at the critical moment when one's fate was decided, one had to blindly place all one's chips on the obviously stronger side.
High risk brought high returns?
That was something said to the chives while harvesting them.
The tycoons who truly made fortunes in the financial markets had never