Although he had become a thief, Passionfruit had no intention of becoming the ringleader who would inevitably end up wanted.
What he wanted didn't require him to climb that high anyway.
Passionfruit didn't think he had wronged the Meng Family's eldest young master in any way... his own family had thrown him out there to serve as a target. What was wrong with other people taking cover behind him?
He looked at Cunlü as if nothing had happened and said in all seriousness, "But Cunlü, you should understand perfectly well that after this, that little company you and Nanfeng run will have the Meng Family's stamp on it.
"Who wouldn't be able to tell whether you got out through your own abilities or were let out because you compromised?
"Why saddle yourself with that name without getting any benefits?"
His smile twisted, looking distinctly sinister. "Besides, if you really send your child to study under that master, what right will your family have to talk about independence afterward?
"Your child's position will be your position, won't it?"
Cunlü stared at Passionfruit, who had suddenly started spouting such outrageous nonsense, and a faint trace of regret stirred inside her... working with someone who was already preparing to stab everyone in the back before they had even officially begun, would she really have a chance to drag that whole bunch down with her?
The Duchess and her White Dragon were gesticulating inside the Partner Space, apparently discussing the same thing.
Both of them thought Cunlü's scheme was excellent, but she seemed to have given her enemies a little too much credit.
An overly comprehensive plan required a battle that ran its full course.
Yet these enemies in front of her might well climb halfway up the mountain and break their legs—giving up