Inside the room where the wounded Innate Master was recuperating, Lü Yue shut the door tightly and asked nervously,
"Young Master, why bring this man to Sun Chuanshan's place and reveal his identity? Wouldn't that make things even more dangerous?
What if that brat covets Shen Tianci's identity and secretly runs off to Gaomi? I'm afraid we couldn't bear the consequences."
Lü Yue had already felt that saving this ticking time bomb was an enormous risk. Now that the risk had been escalated again, even the most blindly loyal person would have doubts.
Meng Zhao glanced sideways at the man lying quietly on the soft bed, a faint, unreadable smile touching his lips.
"Risk? What risk? Whose residence is the Innate Master Shen Tianci is desperately hunting down in? Sun Chuanshan's.
Do we have any connection to Sun Chuanshan? Anything that can be investigated would show nothing more than bad blood between our two families.
He even raided our manor and tried to attack and kidnap me. Our relationship could not be worse.
Under such circumstances, if he went to tell Shen Tianci these things, would Shen Tianci believe him? Would the Sun Family believe him?
Given his usual conduct and reputation, even his own father would probably think he was merely trying to strike back at me."
Only then did Lü Yue suddenly realize that it was indeed so. Even if Sun Chuanshan truly went to inform on them, at most he could sell out this Innate Master. The chances of shaking Meng Zhao were minuscule.
And if it truly came down to both sides accusing each other, Meng Zhao had far more evidence to prove his own innocence and Sun Chuanshan's malicious intentions.
Seeing that Lü Yue had grasped it somewhat, Meng Zhao continued,
"Besides, Sun Chuanshan is