Li Fengrou listened to what he said and immediately showed a serious expression: "Do you have any other ideas? Tell us."
"Your Highness, I think the only way is to have Zhao Tianling's master, Xiao Lingtian, involved."
The person who spoke earlier thought for a moment and then added: "He's lost four disciples this time and will surely seek revenge."
"We can follow the trend, and then everything will naturally fall into place."
"Will he take action?"
"Yes, this old man is very stubborn."
"His disciples were killed, so he will definitely seek revenge."
"..."
The few people began to discuss among themselves.
Each showed a somber expression.
Clearly, they were not confident in persuading the old man to take action.
"You all handle this matter; this time, make sure she never gets back on track."
Li Fengrou's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness: "My imperial sister is truly stubborn and insists on returning, so don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
