Ling Feng looked at the expression on Long Xiaao's face and knew that this guy had been completely fooled by him.
Long Xiaao was somewhat different from the usual slick operators; he still held ideals of loyalty and patriotism. There's no denying, the Sky White Monarch had indeed been prescient, dispatching Long Xiaao to Iron Wolf City as City Lord was tantamount to driving a steel needle into Yuan Tiangang's sphere of influence.
"Brother Long, whether you want to protect yourself or realize your ambitions and ideals, I give you this advice: while Prince Jing is still at the Southern Border, help him truly grasp real power. By then, you will be a hero of the Empire!"
"On the contrary, if you do nothing now, when the war is over, Prince Jing will simply return to the Imperial City as a prince. And you? The Southern Border is perilous; if a City Lord dies here, not even a ripple will be made!"
