The Mohists were surprised by how readily Shen Tang agreed.
The beliefs upheld by the Mohists were, to some extent, at odds with those of a warlord leader like Shen Tang. Though both the Confucians and Mohists valued benevolence, the former emphasized affection for kin, respect for elders, and deference to superiors, while the latter favored "universal love and mutual benefit."
Though they had made this request, they hadn't held out much hope for the result. After all, the title of Grand Master wouldn't benefit Shen Tang. Even if she refused the title, they would still serve her wholeheartedly and follow her.
The title of Grand Master might even be a hot potato.
The Mohists hadn't thought that far ahead. They hadn't considered spreading their doctrine, either, because merely keeping their school alive was already enough to leave them gasping for breath. Even making a basic living had become a problem. To preserve their teachings, they were willing to make certain compromises. The title of Grand Master, for instance, was merely an honorary one. They wouldn't—and didn't dare—force Shen Tang to follow the Mohist rules. They only hoped she would accept the title so they could bask in her favor. They were the ones getting the better end of the deal!
They had never imagined that Lord Shen would be so broad-minded!
Shen Tang chuckled and teased, "Why do you look so astonished, Zhoukou? Did you not expect me to agree so readily?"
Bei Jiu was honest and straightforward. "I truly didn't."
Shen Tang said, "Actually, being Grand Master wouldn't be inconvenient. I'm just puzzled about one thing—the Grand Master should be the leader of your Mohists, right? I don't know much about it, but I do know there can only be one at a time. What happened to the