Although Bian Lao Er had many flaws—such as excessive arrogance and a lack of caution in his conduct—he also had his own strengths. Besides his loyalty to Beitang Shu, one of them was his peerless willpower.
A will like iron: unmoved by might, uncorrupted by riches, unyielding before punishment. What could anyone do to such a man?
Within a few breaths, Bian Lao Er had regained his clarity. He even had to thank the intense pain in his shoulders as he said,
"Since you have investigated so thoroughly, then go wipe them out. I'll tell you honestly: the forces you mentioned do not even amount to one-third of what I have seen. If your Meng Family has the guts, destroy every last one you have uncovered and see whether you can sever their desire to turn toward the imperial clan!"
Liang Muqiu shook her head. As she looked at Bian Lao Er, there was a little more appreciation in her eyes.
"You are deliberately trying to provoke me, hoping I will move against these forces. That is because among them are not only those who support Beitang Shu, but also those who have not pledged themselves to Beitang Shu. They simply do not wish to stir up trouble, so they deliberately concealed this information. Am I right?"
In truth, Bian Lao Er did not need to make such an effort for Liang Muqiu to understand this.
Yes, Beitang Shu possessed certain advantages in status and bloodline, and his claim was legitimate enough. But that did not mean that, once he acted, he could gather everyone beneath his banner. A considerable number of people were unwilling to serve Beitang Shu, yet did not wish to offend him either.
You could call these people fence-sitters, or you could call them cautious and