"What's more, the Imperial Court isn't owned by that Lord Zhu, so even if he suspects us, what of it? There's no need for him to completely annihilate us based on mere suspicion, right? And besides, he isn't the only official in the Imperial Court, surely the current Emperor doesn't trust only him? Can he really cover the sky with one hand within the court?" Although Wang Yongzhu felt that having Zhu Haoran being paranoid could be troublesome, he didn't think it was the end of the world.
There are countless paths in the world; if one doesn't work, can't you just take another? Is it necessary to hit your head against the wall when you see one?
Song Chongjin's eyes lit up; he, too, had been fixated on a dead end, only thinking that Zhu Haoran, being a member of the Emperor's inner ministerial circle, was highly trusted by the Emperor. Thus, he worried about Zhu Haoran having a bad impression of him, which might affect his future.
