Chapter 2

Gao Feng was astonished.

Gao Yang said calmly, "Father, have you ever heard of a 'poisonous strategist'?"

"A poisonous strategist?"

Gao Feng frowned.

"There are three types of strategists: those who scheme for themselves, those who scheme for others, and those who scheme for the world. Those who scheme for themselves are poisonous strategists! Those who employ overt plots and schemes that damage one's hidden virtue are poisonous strategists!"

"Today, the world is unified, yet the north is restless. Internally, there are treacherous sycophants ruining the nation and vassal kings carving out territories; externally, the barbarians are eyeing us like tigers. Ordinary methods are ineffective; it is time for the world of the poisonous strategist!"

Upon hearing this, Gao Feng's face was full of astonishment.

Although he knew this brat was spouting nonsense, there was actually some logic to his nonsense.

Could he really have been hiding his true talents?

Just as Gao Feng was pondering, a gentle voice suddenly came from outside the Gao family gate.

"Uncle Gao, Wan'er has come uninvited; I hope I am not intruding."

Gao Yang looked up and saw a woman wearing a dark green long dress, her skin as white as snow, standing at the entrance. Those cold eyes were fixed in his direction.

However, there was a sense of indifference in the depths of her eyes.

Song Qingqing, daughter of Song Li, Minister of Rites of Da Qian, and also his nominal fiancée.

Her arrival at this moment made Gao Yang sense something ominous.

"We are family; there is no need for such formalities, Qingqing."

Seeing Song Qingqing, a gentle smile appeared on Gao Feng's face.

Song Qingqing raised her proud chin and said indifferently, "Uncle Gao, the purpose of my visit is to break off the engagement!"