Han Yu felt his thoughts becoming clearer the more they spoke.
The alliance with Madam Cold Fang had begun as something born from circumstance and danger. Yet now that they had actually spoken openly, he realized something important.
She was exactly what he lacked.
History.
Perspective.
Knowledge hidden beneath the Blood Sect's censorship.
Han Yu had influence inside the sect. He had his Jiangshi network. He had Chitterfang and the rat battalions. He had Qing Luan and the hidden businesses spreading through the continent.
And most of all he had his companions.
But when he imagined standing against the Slaughtered Moon Divine Blood Sect one day… It still felt insufficient.
The sect had ruled the Blood Continent for hundreds of thousands of years.
It had generations of experts.
Hidden forces.
Ancient inheritances.
Unknown cards.
Even Lady Rot Rose probably only knew a fraction of what truly lay beneath the surface.
Han Yu needed allies.
A lot of them.
