And to give the families under their rule an explanation and keep their people reassured, the two great empires would go with the flow.
With that, everyone had joined Ning Fengzhi's plan, and everything proceeded smoothly.
As for Ning Fengzhi's calculations, Sunday had to admit that he was a wily old fox.
"You mean someone is deliberately trying to make us fight among ourselves, Sect Master Ning? Could it be those secluded families?"
Since Ning Fengzhi wanted to divert the flood of trouble elsewhere, Sunday was willing to do him an easy favor. Breaking up the Upper Three Sects would do him no harm anyway.
At those words, Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly, his eyes showing that things had gone exactly as he expected.
"You are right, sir. I had already suspected as much, and now it seems that is indeed a possibility."
Xue Ye chimed in as well.
"It seems this matter really isn't so simple. We will need to discuss it further with all the parties involved."
Since they wanted to shift the blame, they needed to spread the story as widely as possible. Only when enough people believed it could they pass the blame along.
"Then let us do this. I will write a letter to His Holiness the Pope in Spirit City shortly to discuss the matter and see whether we can resolve it more effectively."
As Xue Ye spoke, he made up his mind. Spirit Hall would get involved sooner or later anyway, so why not move quickly and show some initiative? He could even gain some prestige among his subjects.
After that, the four finished their lunch in good spirits and left the Imperial Palace separately.
Over the next few days, news of the attack on the Speed Clan and the heavy casualties among its