Meng Zhao now treated Zhou Wangqiao very well, mainly due to several factors.
For one, the other man was a master-level martial artist. In today's Divine Continent, he had achieved great success in the martial path, a dragon among men. The necessary respect and courtesy were only proper.
For another, he was already bound to Meng Zhao's side, with little chance of leaving even if he wished to. Since that was so, why begrudge him a small gesture of goodwill?
Lastly, and most importantly, Zhou Wangqiao was an extremely clever man who understood propriety. Unless it was something important, he would not take the initiative to mention it to Meng Zhao.
Zhou Wangqiao hesitated for a moment before telling Meng Zhao, "Young Master should know that I was once the disciple of the ferocious monk Hui Kong. Back then, seven of us practiced martial arts under Hui Kong. I was only ranked fourth, with several other senior and junior brothers.
"Among them, the Cult Master of the Pudu Cult should be my eldest senior brother. Back then, following Monk Huikong, he committed no small amount of slaughter across the Divine Continent.
"Besides myself, who chose righteousness over family and abandoned darkness for the light, there were also Third Senior Brother and Sixth Junior Brother.
"My Third Senior Brother was originally a street beggar. Hui Kong discovered that he possessed extraordinary talent for martial arts, took him in, and taught him martial skills.
"After Hui Kong disappeared, Third Senior Brother became half-mad from overwhelming guilt, unable to cross the hurdle in his heart. Thus, he always presented himself as a beggar, and his martial progress stagnated.
"When I was in Ji Prefecture, I encountered Third Senior Brother and discovered that his cultivation was now formidable. Like me, he had already become