Zhen Cheng was so certain because his judgment was grounded in reality. Seven Star Tower lay a thousand miles away, while the Meng Family were the local tyrants of Lingwu City. No matter how one looked at it, the Meng Family posed the greater threat.
And the only ones who could have found him and noticed something amiss in such a short time were People of the Meng Family.
Of course, realizing this did nothing to help him escape his present predicament. Zhen Cheng had to find a way to break out of the encirclement. At the very least, he could not fall into the hands of the Meng Family. As for Meng Yan, alone and isolated as he was, Zhen Cheng had no way to look after him and could only let him fend for himself.
Fortunately, Zhen Cheng had not come away empty-handed. At the very least, he had obtained the essential principles of the cultivation methods from Meng Yan's two Heavenly Martial Wonder Book passages, allowing him to glimpse the possibility of taking his martial path a step further. This was a strengthening of his own power, far more useful than any praise or favor.
As for Jian Si holding him accountable after his escape, or Luo Peng making trouble for him, none of that mattered.
With that thought, Zhen Cheng hesitated no longer. He thrust out a single palm, and an incomparably tyrannical, brilliant azure gang qi surged forth in the form of a savage lion, smashing the wall of the house to powder. Dust drifted through the air, while shattered bricks and broken tiles flew in every direction.
At the instant Zhen Cheng struck, the Yang Brothers at the forefront had already sensed the change in the air. They attacked together, their sleeves whipping wildly