Meng Zhao agreed with this way of cooperating. If there was effort, there would naturally be gains.
However, he had a rather contradictory problem at the moment: in Longxiang County, he had no foundation or network whatsoever.
Yan Congke only had a friend in the Hong Sect. Even when asked to investigate certain internal matters of the Hong Sect, he only knew bits and pieces.
Asking him to help track down where Ren Tianxing had imprisoned Cao Baoyu would be like fishing for a needle in the ocean. There was absolutely no way he could find it.
Meng Zhao told Cao Quan'an about this shortcoming of his. Compared with Meng Zhao, Cao Quan'an was the true giant of Longxiang County.
Even Ren Tianxing—though he had hollowed out Cao Quan'an's authority—Meng Zhao did not believe Cao Quan'an had been so easily subdued, left without even the strength to resist.
The reason he had held his troops in place before was most likely because Cao Quan'an lacked certainty.
Power was power, masters were masters. With Cao Quan'an unable to act, there might not have been anyone capable of dealing with Ren Tianxing.
But things were different now. Meng Zhao's arrival had broken that balance. At least in Cao Quan'an's eyes, Meng Zhao had a certain chance of defeating Ren Tianxing and rescuing Cao Baoyu.
Moreover, Cao Quan'an was even more certain of one thing: now that Ren Tianxing held the reins of the Hong Sect, he was busy with affairs every day and could not possibly guard Cao Baoyu personally. Most likely, he had assigned his subordinates to do it.
Ren Tianxing might not even be Meng Zhao's match, much less his underlings.
The chances of rescuing Cao Baoyu had grown greater still. Cao Quan'an understood deeply that opportunity must not be