"An ally beyond Turanze?"
The Ancient Dream Saintess keenly seized upon the key point in Meng Chao's words. "Who would that be?"
"Me."
Meng Chao said calmly, "Us."
"You?"
The Ancient Dream Saintess stared straight at Meng Chao. "You... who exactly are you, where do you come from, and what is your purpose?"
"As for my identity, origins, and purpose, there is nothing to hide. So long as the Great Horned Legion can survive the catastrophe before it, I am willing to tell the Ancient Dream Saintess everything I know, without holding back a single word."
Meng Chao spoke frankly. "But there is no need for me to reveal my secrets to a pack of trapped beasts in a cage, fish in a boiling cauldron, skeletons in the tomb, lest after your entire army is wiped out, these secrets fall into the ears of a third party with ulterior motives.
"You need only know three things. First, I cannot possibly be one of the Golden Clan. Otherwise, all I would need to do was remind the Lion and Tiger Clans to replace the troops besieging the Great Horned Legion, send more experts to keep an eye on 'Jackal' Kanus, and burn all the provisions in Hundred Blades City beforehand. The Great Horned Legion would be doomed.
"Second, I cannot possibly be from the Holy Light Land. Otherwise, I would not suggest that the Great Horned Legion and the Five Great Clans call a temporary truce—after all, the more fiercely the Great Horned Rebellion escalates and the more brutal Turanze's internal slaughter becomes, the more advantageous it is to the Holy Light Land.
"Third, although I cannot yet reveal my full identity, the Ancient Runes I transmitted to you through dreams are absolutely genuine. I trust you have sensed the incomparably