In fact, Meng Zhao had not misjudged at all. Less than the time it took for an incense stick to burn after Shen Zhihang and Li Ao left, Mo Li came seeking an audience.
Compared to his first meeting with Shen Zhihang and Li Ao, Cao Zhan had already dealt with Mo Li back in Yongjian Commandery City. With Mo Li deliberately seeking friendship, they had maintained a fairly good relationship, but unfortunately, they were ultimately not on the same path.
Still, Cao Zhan performed very well. He greeted him with the same warmth as ever while subtly mentioning that Shen Zhihang and Li Ao had just visited, seemingly to sell a favor.
It would have been one thing if this had happened somewhere private and out of sight, but they had made such little moves right under Meng Zhao's nose—and Meng Zhao had tolerated it. Mo Li could not help but read more into it.
He pondered that Cao Zhan had done this, first, to show him how close and trusted he was by Meng Zhao, a relationship ordinary people could never compare to. It was a form of provocation.
Second, he was also extending goodwill toward him, so that he could better win him over.
Then what exactly was Meng Zhao thinking? Would he believe his explanation?
Mo Li's heart turned icy, but he had already run out of road and had no choice but to do this. He could only force himself to gather his spirits, lift the wooden box in his hand, and say,
"Young Master, while this subordinate was carrying out business in Yongjian Commandery City, this man claimed to have been sent by Commander Bai. He tried to sow discord, hoping this lowly one would betray you, return to Commander Bai's service, and work