Dignity or Being Given Dignity (2)

"Improvise?"

Bai Yifei chuckled and repeated the words.

But he only repeated them once.

After that, he said nothing more.

He merely nodded.

As if to show that he understood.

But Ye Qingcang was not present, so his response held no meaning. Whether he truly understood or merely pretended to, only he himself knew. There was no need to say it, nor did anyone else need to know.

Still, such trivial details were unimportant.

What mattered most was what they should do.

"Han Yu is a tough bone to chew."

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

"I have to say, the blue surpasses the indigo. 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 or Han Fei takes the throne, neither would be good news for Nightfall. Perhaps we can persuade Ji Wuye from this angle and have Nightfall clash with Han Yu's men until both sides are badly weakened."

"Even if Han Yu cannot win."

"He will still wear down Nightfall's strength."

"For us right now, that would actually be a very advantageous move."

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

Lady Mingzhu analyzed the situation at an unhurried pace from the side.

Then, her tone shifted.

She began discussing the specific weaknesses they could exploit.

"Han Yu is not like Han Fei."

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

"And entered politics earlier."

"Gaining the support of many civil officials at court."

"With his roots deeply entrenched."

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

"If they had started from the same point, he would never have been able