Questions and Answers

"Meng Feiyang, you think too little of Xiang. I never intended to threaten you. I merely returned the Fire Mist Iron Token to your hand back then, giving you the chance to inherit the Fire Mist Great Law and live up to your father's and grandfather's hopes. You should acknowledge this favor."

Xiang Yang naturally would not lower himself for nothing. He smiled freely as moonlight filtered through the branches, scattering specks of silver over him and lending him an extra measure of ethereal bearing. His voice, too, remained utterly calm, revealing none of his thoughts.

"Haha, good. You are right. I do owe you a favor. Meng is no petty man. Ask whatever you wish to know directly. I will tell you all I know."

Meng Feiyang now understood that Xiang Yang had laid no ambush. He stepped forward several paces, his gaze drawn to the long case behind Xiang Yang. The surviving people of Nanxiang had said the divine saber had been taken; what lay inside that case ought to be a divine weapon-grade saber.

"Then tell me about your current circumstances. Why does the Divine Constable Gate know your identity yet still permit you to hold such a high position? Could it be that the Divine Constable Gate in Yongzhou has already reached some kind of agreement with the Fire Worship Cult?"

Xiang Yang was quite curious. He had been astonished when he first learned that Meng Feiyang had transformed himself into a Gold Badge Constable of the Divine Constable Gate. At last, he could clear up his doubts.

"This is not something that cannot be said. Our Sacred Cult's leader traveled the world and entered the Great Zhou imperial court. He is now the Fourth Prince's foremost guest advisor, and His Majesty has also begun to