"What does the Songhai Branch think?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
"If the Fu Province Branch can shield Zhu Rong, then the Songhai Branch can naturally shield the master of Stop-Killing Palace."
The moment Centurion said that, Zhang Yuanqing understood and smiled.
"So the Zhu Family will just have to swallow this loss."
The Zhu Family, and even the Fu Province Branch, had no law enforcement authority in Songhai. As long as the Songhai Branch protected the master of Stop-Killing Palace, there was nothing they could do to her.
This was called returning the favor in kind.
Fu Qingyang stood with his hands in his pockets, his handsome face as cold as ever. He nodded slightly.
"The master of Stop-Killing Palace may seem insane and extreme, but she is actually very calculating."
Zhang Yuanqing agreed with Fu Qingyang's assessment.
The Palace Master was telling the Zhu Family: even if I peeled Zhu Rong's face off and slapped the Zhu Family in the face, there's nothing you can do to me.
If you dare set your sights on my male favorite again, then next time it won't be as simple as peeling off a face—it will be murder. And the Zhu Family still won't be able to do anything to me.
Of course, if she had really killed Zhu Rong, the Zhu Family definitely would not have let it go. If they could not act openly, they would resort to underhanded means. That was why the Palace Master had not killed Zhu Rong, but merely taught her a harsh lesson.
This way, the Zhu Family had received the warning while still being left some room to maneuver. Even if they were unwilling, they would have to swallow their anger.
She had judged the line perfectly.
Zhu Rong's problem could be considered temporarily resolved.