"Ah, it was nothing. Let's continue..."
Su Shuanghe came back to himself, his expression calm. Elder Qing was full of suspicion, but he had no wish to stir up further complications, so he continued listening attentively.
"We were just discussing your sect's 'bait-burying' plan. I think it is becoming more and more suitable. Before, we still had to use Baiyi to fashion some bait. Now, that person herself is a fragrant lure. I guarantee the other side will be greatly interested, especially after I invite him onto the island as a guest... This way, we can make our moves around Yu Ci, layer upon layer like a swamp of quicksand, until she cannot pull herself free! Then we strike with thunderous force. How could we fail to win?"
"It sounds all right, but does City Lord Su truly think that Yu Ci, or the target, will be so easy to command? The target is acknowledged as the number one patron of talent in the True Realm. If she truly wishes to befriend someone, there are very few in this realm who could refuse her. I only fear that the 'trap' will become aid instead. If the thunderous strike fails, we may instead suffer a strike from a turned spear."
"Then why did your sect propose such a plan in the first place?"
"Because the intelligence we received before said that the so-called 'Mr. Yu' could be completely controlled..."
There was something Elder Qing did not say aloud: Yin Yang had spent his life hunting geese, only to have one peck out his eyes. They had actually overlooked such an important target and driven the sect into such a passive position!
It was too late for blame now. Elder Qing did not mind giving Su Shuanghe a lesson in assassination. "Our