"Imperial Grandson, what should we do next?" Xu Jinzhi's eyes gleamed faintly beneath the lamplight. Seeing no one nearby, he said in a low voice, "As the Thousand-Household Commander of the Divine Martial Guards, I have some prestige, but there are not many who truly follow me!"
"We must quickly make it a fait accompli. Otherwise, once they think things through, I fear there may be a change!"
Su Ziji looked around. He saw Bi Xin open his mouth several times as if to speak, only to hesitate and swallow his words. Several guards in the distance exchanged glances and signaled to one another, yet none dared make a move. He smiled faintly.
Giving him an approving look, he said slowly, "You are right. Neither the Imperial Feather Guards nor the Divine Martial Guards truly belong to me. They are merely holding one another in check, knowing neither the other's true situation, so no one dares act rashly!"
Though he had made all manner of calculations to create this situation, they were still people, not fools with water in their brains. Naturally, they had noticed something was amiss.
Yet although something was amiss, his various maneuvers had made the Imperial Feather Guards believe the Divine Martial Guards were his direct loyalists, while the Divine Martial Guards believed the Imperial Feather Guards were his direct loyalists. Each side restrained the other and dared not utter a word.
This was, in truth, coercion. But once those coerced made their move, there would be no turning back.
Xu Jinzhi's advice alone showed his loyalty.
The Empress still had a few people on her side.
"Not only that. After all my painstaking efforts, using the Way of the Imperial Academy for subtle, imperceptible instruction, I have achieved some results. Though they are not much,