So, with the situation already a fait accompli, Dou Xi offered Meng Zhao another suggestion.
That was to mend his relationship with Yanping Commandery Prince's Mansion as much as possible—better yet, to secretly form an alliance.
Meng Zhao had actually been somewhat unwilling about this. After all, Beitang He had struck at him that day, catching him completely off guard and nearly exposing his identity.
Moreover, he had ruined Beitang He's grand scheme. Their relationship was certainly poor; it would not have been strange if they both harbored murderous intent toward each other.
Now Dou Xi was asking him to repair his relationship with Beitang He, which did not please him. But emotions could not override reason. Meng Zhao himself possessed keen instincts and exceptional intelligence, and this suggestion made him think of something.
Seeing the displeasure on Meng Zhao's face at first, only for it to soon settle, Dou Xi explained,
"Fourth Young Master, there are no eternal friends in this world, nor are there eternal enemies. If you always regard everyone in Yanping Commandery Prince's Mansion as enemies, then naturally you will invite their hostility as well.
"Even if you take command of military authority in the future, they will likely constrain you at every turn, making it difficult for you to act freely.
"On the other hand, if the relationship between the two sides can be repaired, you may secretly join forces and divide up the Yangwu Army's military authority.
"Though it may only be half the military authority, it would already be a fine beginning for Fourth Young Master. One day, you will naturally spread your wings like a great roc."
Meng Chuan had been quietly listening at the side, and he had also learned quite a bit of information. Hearing this, he asked in confusion,