After Mei Changsu finished laying out the details of his investigation, he said earnestly, "Big Brother, actually, I did this partly because I wanted Third Brother to inherit Prince Sheng's title in Southern Chu. At the very least, he'd become a prince of the blood. And if Prince Sheng ever had a chance to claim the throne, Third Brother's future would be limitless."
Hearing Mei Changsu's excuse, Wang Yue replied in exasperation, "Second Brother, that excuse might fool Third Brother, but do you really think it'll fool me?"
Seeing that Wang Yue didn't believe him, Mei Changsu said seriously, "Big Brother, I'm not trying to fool you. Prince Sheng may not have much chance of winning, but he does have a chance. With a little maneuvering, it's not impossible.
"For example, your actions have already prompted Southern Chu's Crown Prince to start meddling in the martial world. That's an opportunity for Prince Sheng, too."
Wang Yue had no intention of helping Prince Sheng. He only wanted to develop the Jiang Zuo Alliance. Hearing Mei Changsu's reminder, he said exasperatedly, "I think you're trying to do too much at once. You want revenge, but you also want to protect Great Liang. Now you want to help Third Brother take the throne in Southern Chu. Don't you think you're asking a little too much?"
Mei Changsu sighed and said helplessly, "Big Brother, before I met you, I'd spent more than ten years preparing for revenge. After I met you, all my plans changed. I'm honestly lost.
"But one thing hasn't changed: the seven hundred thousand Chiyan Army soldiers who were wronged must be given an answer."
Wang Yue couldn't help but laugh. From the sound of it, Mei Changsu was blaming him. He replied irritably, "If those seven hundred thousand soldiers had