Chu Zhiyuan said, "The Great Meng Emperor is about to ascend. There is no need to go this far."
"Ascend? Heh heh..." Cheng Zhongming laughed. "Why would the Heir Apparent tell such a lie?"
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Your Majesty also knows that I would never tell such a lie. In one month, Your Majesty will know the truth."
Cheng Zhongming frowned. "She will ascend in one month?"
Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded. "No more than one month."
Cheng Zhongming fixed his gaze on him.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Does Your Majesty truly believe that two Emperor's Swords joining forces can severely wound Great Meng's Emperor's Sword?"
"No matter how strong Li Hongzhao is, she cannot possibly withstand my joining forces with your ancestor," Cheng Zhongming said. "It is you who should be wondering how you will answer to Great Jing. Your ancestor will likely expel you from the imperial clan."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled. "I stepped forward because I did not wish to watch Imperial Grandfather suffer needless losses. My conscience is clear."
"Heh heh... what a clear conscience." Cheng Zhongming said, "Do you think we can retreat? Having reached this point, can we still stop?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled. "The Great Meng Emperor is currently occupied with preparing for ascension. Once she ascends, all grudges will vanish. But if taking action delays her ascension, that would be sacrificing the great for the small."
Of course, he understood Cheng Zhongming's concerns.
Since they had already been discovered, they could only walk down this dark road to the end.
Otherwise, once they retreated, Li Hongzhao would pick them off one by one.
Even if they could withstand Li Hongzhao, they would still suffer grievous losses.
Rather than that, it was better to strangle the danger in the cradle and join forces to severely wound Li