"Since that's what he's planning, why don't we go fan the flames?"
Since that man was waiting for them to destroy the Holy Envoy Token, they would naturally oblige. Whether they destroyed it with their own hands, however, was beside the point.
"As the saying goes, success comes through Xiao He, and defeat comes through Xiao He too. Since Chen Zhilan gained his standing and position through the token, he'll have to pay something in return."
Mu Feng picked up the thread. "And that price is probably something the Chen Household neither wants to see nor wants to pay: its glory. Perhaps it will all come to an end in Chen Zhilan's hands."
Even an ordinary family valued the saying that of the three forms of unfilial conduct, leaving no descendants was the worst.
How much more so for a great Lineage like the Chen Household?
But precisely for that reason, they were all the more cautious and anxious about Chen Zhilan's problem.
Before Ouyang Lin returned, he had left them a prescription with a single line on it: what was gained through something would be lost through that same thing.
The people of the Chen Household were no fools, but they could not bear to give up that token so easily.
Wealth and honor were won amid danger. They had enjoyed them for ten years already, and from the looks of it, even greater benefits awaited them.
How could they simply give it all up?
Yet, for some reason, Chen Zhilan felt that the token might indeed be the cause of this problem. With his current standing and position, even without the token, he could rely on his methods to preserve his Lineage's dignity.
So Chen Zhilan decided to follow the instructions on that prescription.
Destroy one, then obtain