No, Sima Shi must have something in mind that no one knew about!
Cao Mao pondered for a long time and came up with many guesses, but he dared not be entirely certain.
Cao Mao could discern most people's thoughts, but he could not see through Sima Shi.
The man never played by the rules. Even if Sima Shi suddenly appeared outside the door the next instant, Cao Mao would not have been surprised, because that was precisely the sort of man he was-always catching people unawares.
Back then, Cao Shuang probably never dreamed that Sima Shi could conjure up three thousand men...
While Cao Mao was still pondering this matter, Guo Jian had already plunged into his own revelry.
"Sima Zhao is nowhere near his elder brother! He's not worth mentioning!"
"From now on, just stay here in the imperial palace without a worry. I'll drive out everyone keeping an eye on you!"
"With your uncle here, you have absolutely nothing to fear!"
Guo Jian's words grew increasingly outrageous, while Cao Mao sneered inwardly.
Even if Sima Zhao fell short of his elder brother, he was hardly someone an uncle like his could presume to measure himself against... Compared with his uncle, Sima Zhao could certainly count as a second-generation leader of great talent and vision.
Of course, these were merely thoughts he kept to himself. Cao Mao still wore an expression of profound gratitude.
Apart from someone like Guo Jian, probably no one would readily take the bait.
Judging by the current situation, the longer Guanqiu Jian held his troops back, the greater the pressure on the Sima Family, and the safer Cao Mao would be.
The challenges facing the Sima Family were still formidable: troubles within and threats without, with neither advance nor retreat offering a way