Luo Peng had originally thought that Zhen Cheng and Jian Si were cut from the same cloth, both merely looking to muddle through their days. Now that Zhen Cheng also felt that those lukewarm methods could not achieve the desired result against Meng Zhao, the two of them were of one mind. They could try persuading Jian Si.
Jian Si's face was stiff and his expression cold, making him look like a cold-blooded creature devoid of all feeling. Yet there was a faint sigh in his voice. "I know what both of you are thinking, and I know you are dissatisfied with my decision. But search your hearts—were our previous actions truly without any gains? Did you really discover nothing at all?"
As soon as Luo Peng and Zhen Cheng heard this, they knew Jian Si's thoughts ran deep and that he had likely considered matters more thoroughly than they had. Their eyes met, and both fell into thought. After a moment, Luo Peng said, "Could it be that what you did before was not truly meant to deal with Meng Zhao and the Meng Family, but was part of another scheme? Were those merely smokescreens you laid to confuse them?"
Luo Peng did not know much about Jian Si, but he understood one thing clearly: the six people who bore Sword Guard as their surname and numbers as their names were the Emperor's highest-ranking trusted confidants, directly under his command. The Emperor trusted them far more than he trusted Luo Peng.
One could see as much from this operation against Meng Zhao and the Meng Family. Jian Si, rather than Luo Peng or Zhen Cheng, had been placed in command.
There was no need to question the Emperor's discernment. Since he had made such a choice, there had to