That very day, Wang Jiran arranged for trusted aides to sell off the family assets. As for himself, under the protection of a group of guards, he departed Stone County beneath the cover of night.
In less than half a day, he had barely managed to readjust his state of mind. Merchants prized profit above all else. Though he was certainly vexed, in his view, this matter had been nothing more than a failed investment.
In business, when had there ever been victory without defeat?
Besides, when the old man lost his horse, how could one know it was not a blessing?
The Yellow Heaven Army of today was already a flower of yesterday. Though it had once swept across the realm and nearly overturned Great Cang's rightful rule—
That was merely glory from days gone by.
So what if Zhao Cheng had rendered tremendous service?!
Once the Yellow Heaven cause failed, the greater one's merit, the faster one would die.
Common foot soldiers might still have a chance of being granted amnesty, but the core figures would certainly be unable to escape the court's reckoning.
Even if those ambitious overlords took pity on their talent, so long as they did not rebel themselves, they would never dare accept the core members of the Yellow Heaven Dao.
Once Wang Jiran had thought this through, he no longer felt quite so remorseful.
In fact, he had anticipated all of this long ago.
Had the Yellow Heaven Army not already been in decline, then even if Zhao Cheng had truly died in battle, he would have made his daughter remain a widow. He would never possibly have called off the engagement.
The true reason he had broken off the marriage was that he had seen the Yellow Heaven Army was finished. Only