When he heard that the Dragon King was taking only two attendants to meet with the Tianshan Sect's strategist, Zhong Heng was stunned. "Forgive my bluntness, but the Dragon King's move is... rather rash. Although we're in a ceasefire, Golden Peng Fortress could still turn on us and attack, then find an excuse to shirk responsibility afterward. Wei Song would only thank the Unrivaled King, not resent him."
"Zhang Ji wouldn't dare kill me at the Tianshan Sect's main headquarters. He knows perfectly well that the ceasefire agreement was reached under the Central Plains' supervision. Even if Wei Song 'thanked' the Unrivaled King, he'd still have to kill someone to silence the public. Besides, Zhang Ji is counting on me to defeat Madam Meng."
"But won't the Unrivaled King punish him? After all, he squandered a golden opportunity."
Gu Shenwei shook his head. "The Unrivaled King needs Zhang Ji, and Zhang Ji will come up with an excuse."
Zhong Heng still thought the Dragon King was too fond of taking risks. Although he had spent several years in Jade City, he knew very little about the relationships within Golden Peng Fortress. He couldn't help shaking his head again and again. "Is Zhang Ji's hatred for Madam Meng really that deep? He'd rather join forces with an outside enemy? The Unrivaled King... It's hard to believe this sort of thing could happen around him, too. But I can understand it. Golden Peng Fortress has been powerful for decades; there must be plenty of old grudges piled up inside. Alas, the Central Plains, the Northern Court, the Western Regions' kingdoms—even a little place like Golden Peng Fortress can't escape the shackles of internal strife. That's one of the main reasons I chose to serve the Dragon King."
Zhong Heng took the opportunity