"Since the lord insists on it, I have no objections."
Mo Chou was momentarily taken aback, then seemed to understand something and replied faintly.
"You refuse the support offered to you... is it because you are arrogant and overconfident from repeated successes? Do you believe you can manage without the Emperor's help?"
"Or is it simply a desire to showcase your abilities and make me regard you differently, changing the impression I have of you?"
"It doesn't matter. The female chancellor wasn't concerned."
Although she had a premonition, Zhao Douan would inevitably seek her as a backup after entering Lihua Hall.
After all, a deceitful, fawning scoundrel who bullies the weak but fears the strong and enjoys wielding power over the commoners and lower-level officials might find his knees weak when confronting the powerful elites. This has nothing to do with skill or strategy.
Mo Chou had no doubt in Zhao Douan's intelligence or methods.
