Hong Tianzheng keenly sensed that the young man before him harbored some ulterior motive toward him.
Much like Si Peng and Xiang Qing, he coveted the military authority and influence in Hong Tianzheng's hands. That was nothing unusual.
Yet precisely because of that, Hong Tianzheng was certain this young man would not deceive him with a matter of such importance.
If he deceived him, he would have to bear his wrath.
In other words, he truly had undergone a blood exchange through martial arts, and he truly had some confidence that it could help with his wife's old ailment.
Even the slightest bit of help would be enough to move him to tears of gratitude.
Seeing Hong Tianzheng so agitated, Meng Zhao smiled and raised a hand in a calming gesture.
"General Hong, please calm down. I just said that there is more than one method. Aside from a martial blood exchange, have you never considered letting Madam Hong resolve this hidden danger herself?"
As the saying went, if a person would not save themselves, even Heaven found it hard to bless them. In a peculiar situation like Madam Hong's, pieced together from countless coincidences and fortuitous encounters, it was difficult for anyone to claim absolute confidence in resolving it. On the contrary, she herself could try to find a way to save herself.
In the end, all those powers had already fused into one with her. Though that power was harmful, it could not be denied that it was exceedingly formidable, having surpassed the boundaries of the acquired realm and the Grandmaster realm. It was comparable to the power of bloodlines.
If Meng Zhao had encountered such a situation, then on one hand, he would indeed seek treatment from outside sources. On the other, he could also consider how