Le Yu had known from the very beginning that someone would definitely come to intercept him.
Yin Minghong and the other White Night Walkers had spent years among the middle and lower levels, so they ultimately lacked a true understanding of the Silver Blood upper class—they were a bunch of people who would hurt others without benefiting themselves.
Take Ting Gu, for example. He had taken the initiative to suggest sending the Silver Blood younger generation to the Coastal Army. Anyone with eyes could tell that he wanted to bury the Silver Blood younger generation while testing whether Lan Yan had some unusual proclivities, yet most people still voted in favor of it.
As long as their own interests and those of the Silver Blood Society were not harmed, everyone was more than happy to see someone else suffer.
When others suffered, it meant they themselves were advancing.
On this one point alone, they could reach a unanimous consensus.
Following this theory further, it became: if they themselves suffered, they should make others suffer too. Only then would it be fair and just.
When riots and fires broke out at Cape Gate, the first reaction of the Silver Blood upper class was, I'm in trouble. Their second reaction was, Who wants me in trouble?
They would never think the riots were the consequences of the evil deeds they had committed over the years. They would only assume that someone was borrowing a knife to kill them. Almost without exception, their gazes turned toward the same target: Jing Zhengwei, president of the Silver Blood Society.
In the eyes of the Silver Blood upper class, Jing Zhengwei had handed factory management over to commoners, promoted the Er Gouzi official Yin Minghong, and allowed the workers to form their own unions. Every word