Wang Jian, having planted the seeds of discord, now turned his attention to cultivating the necessary chaos. He knew that simply waiting for Lord Wufang to initiate hostilities was too passive. He needed to actively push the situation towards conflict, and for that, he needed accomplices within the Radiant Sun Sect.
His observations during the Lord of Volcanic Peaks' birthday banquet had provided him with valuable insights. He had carefully noted the personalities and dispositions of the various elders present, identifying those who still harbored ambitions beyond their current positions, those who clung to a sense of pride and entitlement.
'Ah, yes,' he'd mused then, discreetly observing an elder trying to subtly adjust his robes to make his already ample belly look less prominent, 'that one looks like he's still got some fire in his… gut. Perfect.'
