Meng Zhao nodded. To dig up this much information in so short a time was already quite good, yet his expression abruptly turned icy. The entire room seemed to have plunged into an ice cellar, bone-piercing cold circulating through everyone's hearts.
Ever since Meng Zhao had become a Peerless Grandmaster and captured Heartless Path's Grandmaster Wu Huaien alive, his majesty had grown stronger by the day. A frown or lowered gaze from him could make hearts pound wildly, as though they had somehow offended him.
Now that Meng Zhao was displeased, even those whom he trusted and relied upon trembled with fear.
"Pudu Cult, Sui Han Sect. Very good. Those thieves truly have not given up their desire to destroy me. Only thunderous measures will make them recognize reality. Very well, Zhou Hu, tell me where that Pudu Cult branch is located."
With that, Meng Zhao rose, flicked his sleeve, and strode with tiger-like steps to a screen on the eastern side of the room.
This jadeite screen had been a gift from the Ding Family. It was already exceedingly valuable in itself, but what Meng Zhao cared about more was the detailed map of Lingwu City hanging upon it.
Besides the specific terrain and landforms, it marked countless small factions in densely packed detail.
Among those powers, packed as thickly as stars, Meng Zhao's gaze flashed. He extended a slender, jade-white finger and lightly pressed it against the location of the Sui Han Sect, his eyes deep and unreadable.
Everyone followed Meng Zhao to the screen, curious as to what he intended to do. Zhou Hu was equally baffled, but he did not dare delay. He hurried forward and, following the information he had extracted during interrogation, searched across the enormous map before finally pointing with certainty to a