"My lord, I shall arrange it now," said the servant.
After uttering those words, he turned and left.
"Brother Molian, isn't Zhe Jue lacking a bit in cunning?" Lin Caisang finally spoke after everyone had left.
This time it was fine, as the matter was not botched, but if it were to happen once or twice more, one couldn't guarantee when a mistake might occur.
Now, within Prince Mo's Mansion, every step had to be taken with utmost caution, and no room for error was permitted!
In fact, not only Zhe Jue, but Zhen Wu, Jiang Li, and Jiang Zuo also lacked cunning, clearly unable to keep up with Sui Zimo's train of thought. If this continued, some matters would become difficult to handle.
"One must learn slowly," Sui Zimo said indifferently.
Where he used to be, he was always the one who made the decisions. Even in the Nine Lotus Hall, it was his dominance that prevailed, with only a few traitors present.
