Zheng Fan rose from the ground. Indeed, in these past few days, he had been fortunate enough to ride in the same carriage and share meals with Lord Jingnan. He had initially assumed this was Lord Jingnan's way of winning people's hearts—a common strategy employed by those in power. They'd make you feel deeply moved, and then, willingly, you'd die for them.
However, it now appeared that he might have misunderstood. Lord Jingnan had specially brought him to the capital, not to get him to do anything specific. In fact, he didn't have to do anything at all, because all Lord Jingnan wanted was him, the person.
And he, himself, was the... catalyst Lord Jingnan needed to make his move.
Was it to win the loyalty of the troops? Was it to strengthen control over the Jingnan Army? Was it to assert his status and dominance within Yan State? Or was it for something else entirely?
