Dragon City's stance was clear: exploit this flaw and deal with Meng Zhao once and for all, utterly destroying him physically.
Whether driven by wariness or hatred, his plan was in fact somewhat feasible.
Moreover, this was not the first time Dragon City had plotted against Meng Zhao. Back by Mingxiu Lake, he had colluded with Marquis Bei Ning's Lei Family in an attempt to make a move on Meng Zhao.
But that time, both he and the Lei Family had underestimated Meng Zhao's strength. Neither had imagined that a mere exiled son of the Meng Family could possess such terrifying power and potential. One wrong move, and Meng Zhao had instead used the opportunity to make his name known throughout Great Yong, soaring into the sky in a single leap.
Thus, this time he would not be careless in the slightest. Once Meng Zhao fell into the trap he had designed, he had to ensure that Meng Zhao would be killed, with no accidents allowed.
"What? Kill Meng Zhao? Do you know that Meng Zhao is not only highly accomplished in martial arts now, but has also taken the evil weapon from Su Hongtu? His current combat strength cannot be judged through the lens of the Innate Realm. Are you confident?"
The hawk-nosed man had obtained many secret pieces of information from Commander Bai. He knew clearly that Meng Zhao's martial prowess could now contend with the most elite experts of the present age.
It might be possible to coerce him into doing something like surrendering his military authority, but trying to use that to finish off such an expert was almost impossible—a pure fantasy.
"Of course I cannot do it alone. Though I hate to admit it, this man's potential and martial arts are indeed both above mine.