Incite hatred, destroy the Silver Blood Society, throw Heyang into chaos, topple the prefect...
Sitting in the study of Fù Jīng Courtyard, Le Yu suddenly felt a little regretful that he had killed Jing Qingfu on a momentary impulse.
He should have at least tricked him into revealing his entire plan first.
Thinking about it carefully, Jing Qingfu's idea had been correct. First, he would incite the people's hatred and throw Profound Candle Prefecture into chaos. The lower ranks of the Heyang Army were ordinary commoners too. As long as he could make some of the Heyang Army defect because of this—or even without needing them to defect, there would certainly be talented people and ambitious schemers within the army. As long as they were given an opportunity, they could also pry open the conflicts within the Heyang Army.
The army was the foundation for suppressing every kind of conflict. Once something went wrong with the army, all the other conflicts would surface as well. As long as the Heyang Army was temporarily unable to manage Profound Candle Prefecture, that would be the moment the Silver Blood Society collapsed—with Qin Leyin and others harboring ulterior motives within, commoners burdened by decades of pent-up resentment without, and White Night watching covetously from the side. All it needed was a spark, and the entire Profound Candle Prefecture would explode.
The Half-City District had been attacked, and the Silver Blood Merchant Association had suffered heavy losses. Yet the merchants had no choice but to appease the workers. Even if they provided jobs rebuilding the factories, the treatment they offered the workers certainly would not be anything good.
However, the attack had nothing to do with the workers. The workers would only feel that the factory owners were mistreating them.
Even if the Silver