Thus, of the three people originally captured, only Envoy Wang of Hell Path remained.
From the moment he was seized, he had been in an extremely low state of mind. After arriving at the Meng Family and seeing Meng Zhao, he had fallen into complete despair, no longer holding the slightest hope or fantasy of surviving.
While Meng Zhao dealt with Hua Zizai and Wang Ying, aside from the occasional flicker of emotion across his face, he had appeared almost like a man carved from stone.
Now, when Meng Zhao turned his gaze upon him, he still looked dull and vacant, his heart as dead as ashes.
Meng Zhao watched him for a moment, but the small streak of malicious amusement in his heart faded. Shaking his head, he said,
"Such a person dared to rely on Hell Path's power to come after me. How laughable. Drag him out."
Envoy Wang of Hell Path already had prior offenses. He bore a grudge against Meng Zhao and had acted against the Meng Family, so naturally he would not be welcomed.
Moreover, his Niwan Palace had been crippled. Compared with Wang Ying, who possessed the Zhuyuan Body, he had no potential whatsoever. Naturally, death was his only path.
Only after two warriors dragged Envoy Wang of Hell Path away did Han Pu speak.
"Young Master, your intention to negotiate peace with Hell Path seems like a good thing, but if word gets out, could it cause trouble? The Beitang Imperial Clan is one matter, but Nan'an may have some objections!"
Although Hell Path had not directly assassinated Beitang Shu, Meng Jizu's godlike maneuvering had dragged both the Beitang Imperial Clan and the Southern An Meng Family into the affair. At present, Beitang Shu and the Meng Family did not hold even the