But reality was what it was: the Lei Family faced the powerful threat Meng Zhao posed, and they had not been given the luxury of slowly developing and building up their reserves.
They could only seek another path. Even if they had to take the sword down a dangerous side path, they needed to swiftly strengthen their power, foundations, and even their alliances, to deal with the threat from Meng Zhao and the Meng Family.
This threat truly left the Lei Family uneasy. From Lei Wanche, the head of the Lei Family, down to the servants and maidservants, they all shared the same concerns.
After all, they had once sent people to assassinate Meng Zhao and make a move against him. This was a blood feud that could not be untangled.
Moreover, if Meng Zhao were a little more narrow-minded, he could have quietly come to Ji Prefecture and lain in hiding, carrying out a decapitation strike against the Lei Family as an assassin or killer. The Lei Family would have had absolutely no way to resist, and would very likely have collapsed in a very short time.
It was precisely such considerations that had finally made Lei Wanche resolve to tie himself to Beitang Shu.
Naturally, as a show of sincerity in surrendering allegiance, this Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm was an excellent bargaining chip, and Beitang Shu had indeed accepted it.
Whether these young members of the Lei Family or those elders who buried their resentment deep in their hearts, it was not that they did not understand this reasoning. They simply found it difficult to accept.
It was like an instinct to flee from reality. So long as the sword hanging above their heads had not fallen, they would turn a blind eye and pretend it did not exist.