That decrepit old emperor Han Yin, clinging to power and draining Yong Kingdom's national fortunes dry, was already dead. He had vacated the crucial position nourished by those national fortunes. His son Han Xu reformed the court, breathing new life into the nation and sending its national fortunes soaring—and through this, he had also attained True Insight...
To Zhuang Gaoxian, who had long kept watch over Yong Kingdom and planted countless hidden lines within it, this was no secret. He also had a clear understanding of the growth of national fortunes; working backward from it was not difficult.
Han Xu had deliberately concealed it, so he had pretended not to know. He was merely waiting for a critical moment to give the boat a push with the current.
Previously, when he had sent Song Qingyue to the Dragon Palace to lay the groundwork for taking the Lan River Water Mansion, it had been precisely to draw out Han Xu's reaction.
If Han Xu relied upon the True Insight cultivation he had hidden, then he would certainly seize the chance to send this man to meet Han Yin!
Yet today, Han Xu had come alone in formal regalia. Clearly, he was no longer concealing his cultivation.
Why had he hidden it for so long, only to stop hiding it today?
A thread of vigilance rose in Zhuang Gaoxian's heart.
But he immediately understood. The threshold for the Taixu Assembly was True Insight.
If the brat Han Xu continued to endure in silence, he would miss this grand feast—miss the earthshaking changes that would sweep the world over the next ten or twenty years. Of course he could not bear that.
If he lacked even this much strategic vision, if he could not see the importance of the Taixu Assembly, then Han