Dignity, or Being Given Dignity (2)

"Use my own judgment?"

Bai Yifei laughed and repeated the phrase.

But he only repeated it once.

After that, he said nothing more.

He merely nodded.

As if to show that he understood.

But the problem was that Ye Qingcang was not present. His response held no meaning. Whether he truly understood or merely pretended to, only he himself knew. There was no need to express it, nor any need for others to know.

Still, such trivial details were unimportant.

What mattered most was how they would proceed.

"Han Yu is a tough bone to chew."

"He is harder to deal with than that old man, the King of Han."

"Have to say, the new generation surpasses the old. King An of Han was already difficult enough to handle in his youth, yet the two sons he produced are even more formidable. Whether Han Yu takes the throne or Han Fei does, neither outcome is good news for Night Curtain. Perhaps we can persuade Ji Wuye from this angle and make Night Curtain clash with Han Yu's men until both sides suffer."

"Even if Han Yu cannot win."

"He will still drain Night Curtain's strength."

"For us right now, that is actually quite advantageous."

"And with a justified cause, it can also reduce Ji Wuye's suspicions toward us."

Lady Mingzhu analyzed the situation leisurely from the side.

Then, her tone shifted.

She began discussing the specific weaknesses they could exploit.

"Han Yu is not Han Fei."

"If he had not been a few years older than Han Fei."

"And entered politics earlier."

"Winning the support of many civil officials in court."

"Establishing deep roots."

"Making a move against him would easily disrupt the balance."

"If they had started from the same point, he could never have defeated Han Fei."

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