Zhang Gaoqiu was a man of meticulous mind; his deep schemes could be called those of an old sly bastard. Upon hearing Chai Wenji's words, he held the leaf-made map in his hand, a strange look flashing in his eyes. Now that his father had lost the Zhang Family Patriarch's position, he himself had become a rootless duckweed, lost his usefulness. Even if this treasure were given to him, wanting to contend against Zhang Chen, who already controlled the Zhang Family, was utterly impossible. Since that was the case, this map could not be kept. Better to send it out and give it to the Third Prince, and then ask the Third Prince to avenge him.
