Li He remained in Shen Tang's main tent.
Though there was no one around, he didn't rummage through anything. Instead, he sat primly where he was, eyes half-closed, seemingly dozing to rest. In truth, he was replaying his encounter with Shen Tang in his mind, going over every detail from his movements to his expressions, leaving nothing out.
Literary Scholars had excellent memories.
He carefully went over each moment a dozen times, again and again, making sure there were no flaws before opening his eyes. His Way of the Scholar was [Bewitched], and he was also skilled at finding people's weaknesses. Combined with his silver tongue, he was a natural-born persuader, winning people over every time.
"...That should be foolproof."
Li He had confidence in his skills and eloquence.
All he had to do now was wait for news.
If he could persuade Shen Tang to serve Sovereign Zheng Qiao, adding another achievement to his record would be the least of it. Most importantly, he could bring down the Dragon Slaying Bureau alliance from within. With such a great service to his name, Li He could already picture himself receiving a promotion and a title: power and status, wealth and riches, fine carriages and beauties—all within his grasp!
At the thought, he laughed inwardly, while keeping his expression composed.
By the time night fell and supper drew near, Shen Tang personally brought Li He a meal.
He rose, flustered by the honor. "How could you trouble yourself with this?"
Shen Tang set down the food box. "Why shouldn't I? Having you hide here is already poor hospitality on my part; I've neglected you. And I wouldn't feel at ease letting someone else bring you food."
Li He subtly sowed suspicion about the Dragon Slaying Alliance Army.
He asked with feigned