Mo Lan adjusted her posture, her expression still languid. "Although I trust my own eyes, just to be on the safe side, I'd like you to confirm your opinion of Han Shuang."

Hearing Mo Lan inquire about Han Shuang's situation, the Tomb Spirit paused for a moment, "This woman has a lot of lives on her hands. She is cold and ruthless, and harbors hatred in her heart, which proves that she still has a great grudge to avenge. Therefore, she is very persistent. Apart from that, she is loyal to the boss, and there is no sign of betrayal at present."

The tomb spirit used its divine sense to scan the frost, summarized what it saw, and told Mo Lan.

"Boss, generally speaking, a person's destiny is determined at birth, but some people experience great joy and sorrow, and their temperament changes accordingly. Their behavior deviates from the right path, and their destiny changes."

The spirit of the tomb paused, and involuntarily, a Buddhist phrase slipped out.

"Isn't there a saying in Buddhism, 'Life and death are separated by a single thought'? In an instant, everything changes unpredictably; one step to heaven, one step to hell, cough cough..."

The spirit of the tomb coughed once and then fell silent.

This is truly bizarre!

Fortunately, it has no physical form, otherwise it would probably be kicking itself in despair.

The impact is too great. How could a hellish spirit start chanting Buddhist mantras?

Mo Lan, unaware of the tomb spirit's inner sorrow, listened to its explanation, a slight smile playing on her lips, and leaned back.

"I understand what you mean. Nothing is certain."

Isn't that nonsense?

After all that effort, this is all I get?

"Cough cough... Boss, do you think you can beat Frost?" It was also helpless!

"In a proper fight, we'd say it's evenly matched." Frost's swordsmanship is unique, possessing the power to sweep away a thousand armies; ordinary people are no match for her. Even if she doesn't use underhanded tactics, it won't be easy for her to win.

"Isn't that indecent?"

"No." Mo Lan's lips twitched. There were plenty of unorthodox fighting styles out there. Let alone one Han Shuang, even ten of them tied together wouldn't be a match for her.

"That settles it then. As long as she's under the boss's control, if he finds anything unusual about her, he can just eliminate her." The Tomb Spirit said, only belatedly realizing that it was developing in a direction that was neither good nor evil.

Annihilation?

Mo Lan stroked the pointer in her hand quietly. She would not be polite to those who betrayed her.

Hopefully, I won't disappoint her!

As dusk fell, the two entered a town, found an inn to stay at, and had dinner. Afterwards, Mo Lan released a carrier pigeon for Xiang Kui.

"The final step is to place people in positions of authority to ensure a perfect conclusion to the plan."

Han Shuang watched the carrier pigeons disappear into the night sky. She knew this was the eldest brother's last move. "Patriarch Zhao is a cautious person. He will be extra careful when selecting new recruits."

"Caution is good, but even the most cautious person needs talent. How can we not recruit promising individuals? I intend to take advantage of the Zhao family's recruitment drive to place our people in their ranks. Everything will be done through proper channels. A year later, those positions of centurion, steward, and squad leader will all be filled by our people. We will be the first to know if the Zhao family makes any unusual moves."

"What if that gets exposed? Isn't the boss afraid the Zhao family will turn against him?" Using the two families to strike at the Song family is driven by profit, but if the Zhao family finds out that their carefully trained private army belongs to someone else, wouldn't they be devastated?