Although Zhao Yan felt a sense of satisfaction over Cao Dian’s misfortune, he still couldn’t fathom how someone as cunning as Cao Dian could have committed such a blunder. He dealt with the Emperor frequently, working almost under the monarch’s very nose; he should have understood the Emperor’s suspicious nature well enough. Why, then, would he be foolish enough to walk straight into the line of fire?
It didn’t fit Cao Dian’s usual way of doing things.
If this had been the work of Cáo Bóshān, who lacked a brain for such matters, Zhao Yan wouldn’t have thought it strange—but this was Cao Dian’s doing.
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