A Clever Arrangement

"But what exactly should I do?"

By now, Bo Yikao had begun to place some vague trust in that voice.

Far away, Shen Gongbao was using his Great Dream of a Thousand Years, and he was very pleased with the result.

Of course, he had been confident from the start that his silver tongue could sway Bo Yikao's fragile heart.

Besides, most of what Shen Gongbao had told him was true!

For instance, what Ji Chang had been thinking before he died.

For instance, why he had so abruptly handed the position of Western Marquis to his second son, Ji Fa, in such a short time.

And for instance, why the Chan Sect had not saved Ji Chang.

Ji Chang really had been poisoned by a mixed toxin. But if Heavenly Lord Manjushri Guangfa had wanted to save him, keeping him alive for another three years would have been no problem at all!

They could even bring the dead back to life, let alone save someone who was still alive and had merely been poisoned!

Three years!

If Bo Yikao had known his father could have been saved and given more than three years, he would certainly have tried to rescue him!

But Heavenly Lord Manjushri Guangfa had said there was no saving him.

Jiang Ziya had said the same.

Even Ji Fa had firmly believed there was no saving him.

So, surrounded by everyone at the time, Bo Yikao had naturally and naively believed that his father truly could not be saved.

But the truth was nothing like that!

Just as the voice Shen Gongbao had become had said:

The only reason Ji Chang could not be saved was that they simply did not want to save him!

If they saved Ji Chang and let him live another three