Han Zhe and the others had thought about it a lot; they still had to give him a way out. So in the end, is he an enemy or a friend?
They really couldn't figure it out.
Ling Tianyu knew what Han Zhe and the others were thinking, and he also knew they were puzzled.
"Both enemy and friend." Ling Tianyu said, "Sometimes an enemy can be a very good friend. Right now they don't dare to make a move. The more you force them to move, the less they'll attack—that's a good thing."
"It's just that this matter needs a certain measure, a degree of advance and retreat, and that degree has to be grasped well."
"To put it bluntly, it's like a cornered dog jumping over the wall."
"Once those two Emperors have no way out, they'll fight with their backs to the river. If they retreat, they've already mobilized troops; if they don't retreat, it'll be total annihilation."
"Give them a step down, only then can this last."
"Maybe if this keeps up, we'll get more than just three months out of it."
