Moreover, the information and circumstances they currently had under their control did not support continuing to lock horns with Nangong Yao.
One reason was that this man's martial arts were extraordinarily high; throughout Prince Fu's Mansion, not a single person was his match.
Another was that his movements were far too elusive, while past intelligence on him had been vague and unclear. They had made no breakthrough whatsoever in understanding any aspect of him, especially his weaknesses.
Taking these two points together, Mister Feng had already concluded that focusing their efforts on Nangong Yao at present held no meaning whatsoever.
They would gain nothing from it. Even if they took a step back and assumed they did gain something, what significance would it hold for Prince Fu's Mansion as it was now?
Mister Feng had always believed that Beitang Shu's energy should now be devoted to cultivating the foundational strength of the Northern Lands and forging close ties with the Beitang Imperial Clan and the court in Imperial Capital City. With those two legs to walk on, even if he had no hope of contending for the throne in the future, he could still become a prince with real power over a region.
However, Beitang Shu was now single-mindedly determined to deal with Nangong Yao. He had reasons why it had to be this man and no other, so Mister Feng could only rack his brains and devise plans for him.
"Your Highness, though I do not understand why you insist on dealing with Nangong Yao, this man's martial arts are extraordinarily high. I fear he has already reached the level of a Great Grandmaster. Mere schemes, conspiracies, and intelligence cannot possibly shake him.
"Therefore, if we truly wish to deal with him, first, we must possess Great Grandmaster-level force