On second thought, given Zhao Rulíng's Peerless Divine Skill and vast knowledge, despite holding the Beitang Imperial Clan in such low regard, he had placed such importance on Meng Zhao. The reasons behind it were truly worth savoring.
Did that mean that, in the eyes of this Nameless Eunuch, Meng Zhao's future accomplishments might surpass those of the Beitang Imperial Clan and be even more worthy of expectation?
Perhaps this was partly because Zhao Rulíng currently needed Meng Zhao's help, but it was certainly of some reference value as well.
In truth, he did not need to do anything more. After all, he was already under Meng Zhao's command. As long as he continued down his current path, he dared not promise much, but securing one more escape route for himself and his family would not be a problem.
Although Liu An and Shi Jiawen had not considered matters so deeply, they too had an instinctive feeling that they should maintain everything as it was and not make changes lightly. Otherwise, any change would very likely turn in a direction unfavorable to them.
The three no longer had the mind to continue discussing it. After reaching a consensus, they hurried to the Meng Family's inner residence to request an audience with Liang Muqiu. Once they saw her, they told her the entire matter without holding anything back.
After receiving the news, Liang Muqiu soothed the three of them. She pondered for a moment but said nothing more and made no unnecessary moves, merely waiting quietly.
That wait lasted until the next day. She was still resting in her room when, at the first faint light of dawn, a strong body slipped into her warm, incense-scented bed and casually gathered the stunning Female Grandmaster into its embrace.
Liang Muqiu did not