Meng Yan's heart was filled with intense urgency and regret.
The urgency came from not knowing this group's true purpose in kidnapping him. Yet it surely had something to do with the Meng Family. At any moment, he might be cast out as a pawn, and then his life would be hard to preserve.
As for regret, it was directed at his own laziness and love of pleasure. He had always been immersed in wandering the world, admiring famous mountains and great rivers, and tasting delicacies from every region. If he had devoted even half that effort to cultivating martial arts, perhaps he would not have fallen into his current predicament.
Driven by that urgency and regret, Meng Yan said again,
"Brother, how about this? Name a condition. No matter what it is, I'll agree to it, so long as you let me go."
He was not directly begging for mercy. Rather, after laying the groundwork with his earlier words, he said this to hint that he had nothing to do with Seven Star Tower and was not familiar with Meng Zhao. Still, he was a member of the Meng Family. If they released him, they certainly would not come away empty-handed.
However, he had not anticipated Zhen Cheng's true identity, and thus could hardly estimate that Zhen Cheng himself was not free to act as he wished.
How Meng Yan was to be dealt with—whether he should be released or not, killed or not—was not something Zhen Cheng could decide at all. The only one who could truly make that decision was Jian Si, who had received orders from the Emperor.
On the contrary, Meng Yan's question pulled Zhen Cheng back from his many thoughts and freed him from the verbal trap Meng Yan had constructed. Thinking of several