"Most likely, they are of one mind!"
Hui Dao saw it differently. Luo Jiang's face had initially been difficult to read, carrying signs of an ill end, but now there was a faint red-yellow aura about her. She would be able to rise another step in the future.
There was no Sixth-Rank female official in the residence, which showed that Prince Dai had the possibility of rising further. Yet her features also bore a heavy baleful intent.
In truth, it was not only Luo Jiang. Several of the people following Prince Dai had more or less the same features.
Succeed, or die trying!
Hui Dao withdrew his gaze and followed closely behind the people ahead. He understood that not only they, but he and the others as well, shared such similar features. It meant they had basically given their hearts to Prince Dai.
"One who has not passed through war does not understand Military Strategy."
"Originally, the residence's personnel arrangements seemed orderly, yet they were still loose. But after the turmoil of this campaign and the purge, though its scale had shrunk, it now had rules and order. It carried every sign of forging iron into steel."
Hui Dao sighed inwardly. Though he cultivated Daoist Arts and understood human nature, he still retained some concern for the common people and felt that the purge had strayed from benevolence. Only now did he understand that this was the inevitable process of forging iron into steel.
"The way of a ruler cannot be encompassed by Dao or Buddhism. Now that the core has taken shape, all that remains is to see how the followers gather."
Upon leaving the door, they found the morning glow filling the sky. It was breathtakingly beautiful in the distance. Prince Dai's steps paused, and he suddenly stopped.