In any era, plotting rebellion was the gravest of crimes; even exterminating ten clans would not be punishment enough.
Now that Lin Yu had handed them such leverage, even Sun Qing felt thrilled. It was as though he had finally charged up a devastating ultimate move—if he seized the chance, he could tear another huge chunk of flesh from the other side.
Of course, he knew that what those guards had done could not truly shake Lin Yu.
After all, there were far too many ways to frame the same matter. As long as the other side had a voice in court, they had plenty of ways to keep the affair from sticking to themselves.
Even so, being able to tear off a piece of flesh was still an exhilarating thing.
"Using this as grounds to tear a piece of flesh from them through the power of the court is one matter. Using it to negotiate with them and demand benefits is another."
Hearing Sun Qing's words, Jian Wuchen could not help speaking up. "How much benefit can reach us from the pressure we inflict on them through the court, compared with what we could demand by personally going to haggle with them? Which course is more worthwhile still requires some consideration."
As Jian Wuchen spoke, Sun Qing turned his gaze toward him.
In the past, Jian Wuchen and Sun Qing's group had, in a sense, stood on opposing sides. This could be seen from the fierce martial contest at Shuiyang Prefecture; Qiu Jianfeng had even resorted to underhanded means at the time to secure first place for Jian Wuchen.
But that was then. Now that they stood on the same side and had become allies, they had naturally become friends who could speak openly with one another.
Thus, upon