"Hey, why did you need to tell me how formidable Fourth Sister was? When I traveled the Jianghu, I'd already heard of her—especially over the past two years. She was practically blazing like the midday sun. Aside from that little brat Shen Tianci, no young martial artist had prestige anywhere near Fourth Sister's.
"Thinking about it now, it really was unbelievable. I still remembered how dull and wooden that boy had been as a child, with nothing special about him at all. It truly proved that one could not judge a person by their appearance, nor measure the sea with a bucket."
Of course, there was something else he did not say. That former prestige had now wholly transformed into strength. With the power of a Peerless Grandmaster, comparable to the Ten Absolute Masters of the World, Meng Zhao was enough to leave a bold, vivid stroke upon the Jianghu Martial Arts World of today. Meng Yan felt deeply envious and yearning as well.
Just as the two were speaking, Lü Yue and Zhou Hu entered together.
Meng Yan was very unfamiliar with Zhou Hu, but he knew Lü Yue well enough. After all, he was the adopted son of Lü Zhong, the old steward of the second branch.
"Haha, Lü Yue, it's been years. Who would have thought that you, boy, would grow into such an outstanding and heroic figure? Your accomplishments are no small matter either. Impressive."
Seeing that Meng Yan was safe and sound, Lü Yue finally let out a breath of relief. He regarded Meng Zhao as his master and placed Meng Zhao's gains and losses above all else. Meng Yan's capture and the deaths of the Seven Star Tower people had truly not been good news for Meng Zhao or the Meng Family.
Now that