After Li Qinghan left with regret, Mo Yunxuan, his heart burning, went to find the Meng sisters playing chess in the garden.
He returned to the room with them to savor things thoroughly, and took the opportunity to tell Meng Qianxue of his decision to have her replace Wang Yuan.
"Yunxuan, is this really all right?"
Lying in Mo Yunxuan's arms, Meng Qianxue looked at him with deep concern after hearing his decision.
Mo Yunxuan naturally knew that she was referring to more than just Wang Yuan alone.
She meant the "old guard" of the Wei State Duke Mansion represented by Wang Yuan.
If Wang Yuan were made to relinquish his position as butler without any explanation now, it would very likely cause an uproar among them.
Gently stroking her silky hair, Mo Yunxuan spoke calmly.
"It's fine. I already gave Uncle Wang a chance. He was the one who failed to cherish it—who can he blame?"
"Besides, those old people were never the focus of our future. Take the present, for example—the commanders of the Imperial City Imperial Guard have all been replaced by Body Integration Realm Cultivators I trained."
"In the future, those willing to follow my will will naturally gather at my side."
"As for those old people with ideas of their own, their opportunities to meddle will only grow fewer and fewer. So long as they do not cause trouble, we merely need to ensure they are cared for in retirement."
Meng Zhirou crawled out from beneath the covers and swallowed the turbid fluid in her mouth.
Without a word, she squeezed out a space in Mo Yunxuan's arms and asked in a sweet voice, "What if they make trouble?"
Squeezed off to one side, Meng Qianxue shot her a glare and burrowed straight beneath the