Inside the cave, Gan Mingfeng tossed his luggage and long sword aside, then sat cross-legged on the firewood, closing his eyes in meditation. The darkness did not make him restless; instead, it gave him an unusual sense of safety.
His earlier retreat did not mean he had changed his mind and would submit to the arrangements of Jian Si, Luo Peng, and Zhen Cheng, becoming a sacrifice for their promotions and titles. It was merely a temporary expedient.
Gan Mingfeng still wanted to break free of the Imperial Court's restraints and Seven Star Tower's accountability, to go somewhere small where no one knew him and begin a new life. This was also his only chance of survival.
But under Luo Peng's watch, he could not get away. He could only think of other methods.
Unlike before, Gan Mingfeng no longer held any illusions or expectations toward Jian Si, Luo Peng, and the others. Nor did he regard them as being on the same side anymore. Naturally, he began to think more deeply.
"The imperial clan and Seven Star Tower—whichever side pursues the matter, it will be difficult for me to escape unscathed. Now that I have become a pawn in their contest, even my life and death are no longer mine to decide. I must find another foolproof way to break this deadlock.
"So, does my chance of survival lie with Meng Yan, the Meng Family, or Meng Zhao?"
Gan Mingfeng knew quite a bit about Meng Zhao and the Lingwu Meng Family, whom Jian Si and the others were targeting. He understood clearly that if Jian Si and the others had not been at their wits' end, they would never have turned over his Trump Card to use against Meng Zhao.
This showed just how terrifying that Lord of