"However, I am worried that because Shanhua regarded Ma Shaokang as a friend, she may, in the future, feel guilty and wish to help Ma Shaokang avenge himself. That would run contrary to my Young Master's arrangements, so I have been somewhat hesitant. Does Senior Mountain Lord have a way to resolve this problem?"
Mountain Lord had long anticipated this possibility. After all, from Shanhua's perspective alone, a friend she had made bore a blood-deep vendetta and died because of her momentary carelessness. To make up for the guilt and unease in her heart, helping him take revenge and offering corresponding recompense was indeed a good choice.
Yet that would put her at odds with Meng Zhao. Even if she did not directly oppose Meng Zhao and only targeted the two traitors of Ma Family Manor, she would still be disrupting Meng Zhao's plans.
Lü Yue always placed Meng Zhao's interests above all else. At the same time, he had truly come to like Shanhua, which was why he wanted to prepare for a rainy day and snuff out this budding danger as soon as possible.
He was confident that if he pleaded for mercy, the two men of Ma Family Manor could be treated as sacrifices and handed over to Shanhua. But he did not wish to do so. It was not that he could not, but that he felt there was no need. That was a step to be taken only as a last resort.
Lü Yue believed that success came to those who prepared, while those who did not prepare were doomed to fail. Since he had already considered this hidden danger, he should resolve and uproot it early. That did not necessarily require sacrificing the pieces Meng Zhao had arranged.
Mountain Lord did not refute him.