After receiving a definite response, Sima Yi forced a smile twice. Indeed, he lacked the resolve to risk bloodshed on the Imperial Robe, so it was better not to get involved in this matter.
"Stay with me for a while," Zhong Yao said to Sima Yi, "But as you know, by making this choice, I've inevitably become a marginal figure on Cao Sikong's side. Although you have duties and Boda is ahead, it's not enough."
"It's nothing; I haven't directly served under Cao Sikong, so it's not a big deal," Sima Yi shook his head and said, "Sorry for the inconvenience recently."
"Apart from not moving the letters in the study, you can read any of the other classics. Your elder brother specifically came by to greet me," Zhong Yao said, seeing that Sima Yi didn't take this to heart, and pointed to the study.
Sima Yi raised an eyebrow, "How much did my brother spend to make you do this?"
