Deep within Hengqu Mountain lay a valley blooming with flowers and teeming with ferocious beasts.
Lü Yue held the letter in his hand and finally let out a sigh of relief, a few more sharp edges appearing in his eyes.
Mountain Lord, standing opposite him, did not think much of it. He had long known that someone like Meng Zhao would surely make the wisest choice. It was only that Lü Yue was far too formalistic.
But then again, sometimes that was precisely what was needed. Otherwise, people who acted on their own initiative too easily became annoying.
"Feeling reassured now? In a while, go explain this matter clearly to Shanhua. Remember, ask about Ma Shaokang first, then point out that it would be better to avenge Ma Shaokang. Understand?"
Although Lü Yue was not a foolish man, Mountain Lord always felt that he might not necessarily be one of those clever people with crystal-clear thoughts.
Otherwise, he would not have been so pedantic, so blindly loyal, insisting on getting Meng Zhao's approval before acting.
Lü Yue nodded. This was an opportunity—an enormous one. Not only could he erase all the guilt Ma Shaokang had left Shanhua with, along with Ma Shaokang's place in her heart, but he could also make himself more important to Shanhua and deepen the feelings between them.
It truly was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. That dead Ma Shaokang accounted for much of the reason.
"However, I must remind you of one thing. I won't help you in this move. You must do it yourself, and you must protect Shanhua well. You absolutely cannot let her suffer any harm. Otherwise, get out of here as soon as possible and leave Shanhua."
This was the most crucial point. Since it was revenge, Shanhua would definitely have a part