Under Zhang Zhao's deliberate obstruction, Zhou Gang was left hanging for a long time. Seeing people bustling in and out of Jingzhao Mansion, he had no choice but to slip away quietly when no one was looking.
He knew very well that as long as Zhang Zhao was here, he wouldn't gain any advantage. He couldn't just turn around and leave openly, so he could only wait for another opportunity.
Zhang Zhao, who had been keeping an eye on him, sneered when he saw the man leave. He thought that, sure enough, exile had taught the man to be more tactful.
In the past, Zhou Gang had been so unyielding that he even dared to offend the Princes in the imperial court. Zhang Zhao had thought he would stubbornly butt heads with him just like before. To his surprise, Zhou Gang slinked away after only a short while. It was better that he left on his own; Zhang Zhao could just pretend he had never come. Presumably, he wouldn't dare to come back and ask for a snub again.
