"Old Huang, there's something I don't understand. You're the Director of the Imperial Horse Administration, with five or six thousand Imperial Guards under your command. You hold high rank and great power, so why are you so afraid of some young monk from Great Radiance Temple?
It makes no sense. You even went running around in person, trying to subdue lowly gangs to do your bidding. Speak. The Seven Insects Seven Flowers Pill is already in your belly. Whether you live or die rests on a single thought of mine. What else can't be said?"
Lu Wu-bing was not blindly fierce and domineering.
Though neither in this life nor his past one had he truly been a man in power, he still understood that the way to control people was nothing more than painting them a pie, then raising a blade. It was no more complicated than that.
"If you serve loyally, this poison is not impossible to cure.
"Even your position in the Imperial Horse Administration may not be impossible to advance further. You could enjoy wealth and glory until the end of your days.
"What comes next depends on your choice..."
After tossing out those words, Lu Wu-bing accepted the fragrant tea Little Princess of the Dynasty brought over. He sat quietly, lowered his head, and sipped his tea, offering no further persuasion.
He who understood the times was a true hero.
He knew that someone like Huang Chengzong, who had risen from a humble little eunuch by kowtowing and fawning every step of the way until he stood at the very pinnacle among eunuchs, would be more reluctant than anyone to let go of such wealth and privilege.
Making him lose power and money would hurt him worse than killing him.
Threatening him with life and death