Han Pu had spent many days honing himself in the army. His once delicate features had gained a touch of cold severity and killing intent, his gaze sharp and chilling. Only when he looked at Meng Zhao did a trace of warmth appear in his eyes. He said, "We do need to take the initiative, but where should we begin? Wang Xu has already been subdued by the General and is now held under guard in Yangwu Grand Barracks. Even if he grew wings, he could not escape, and he has been completely cut off from the outside world. We may trust him, but not wholly. As for Dragon City and the husband and wife from One Heart Style Fist Gym, it is still unknown what their relationship truly is. Everything we have now is merely speculation. Should we not be more cautious?"
Dou Xi nodded. He was skilled in scheming and possessed exceptional intelligence. After thinking for a moment, a keen light flashed in his eyes. "We truly cannot act rashly in this matter. Wang Xu can only be used as a loose move; he cannot be relied upon as our trump card. Dragon City is mysterious and unfathomable, highly accomplished in martial arts, and carries considerable prestige. He cannot be touched lightly. In my view, we should begin with the husband and wife who run One Heart Style Fist Gym. Since they wish to select disciples from the refugee camps, we can send several of our own people in. It should be possible to make it work."
Meng Zhao also agreed with this point.
Even if there was something suspicious about the refugees Zhou Changfeng and Yao Jinling chose, not all of them could be problematic. They would certainly select some innocent people as well, to muddy the