In fact, it was not limited to martial matters. From Meng Zhao's subjugation of the leaders of Yanzhou's major gangs, Gui Ba could infer that the Lord of the Northern Meng Dragon King possessed a fervent drive for achievement as well—ambition, the desire to accomplish something great.
At this thought, he understood that besides doing his utmost to curry favor with Meng Zhao through food, drink, and pleasure, if he wished to win the man's respect, esteem, and goodwill, he had to display abilities beyond mere flattery.
It was not that the other man had no use for people; he wanted capable people. If one was not capable, then even if one enjoyed a moment of glory, it would ultimately prove no more than a dream bubble.
Thus, Gui Ba revealed a troubled expression and said bitterly,
"From what this humble one heard from the gang leader, Dragon King Meng has already attained the martial path of a Great Grandmaster. His divine skill is unrivaled beneath heaven, and there may not even be a Great Grandmaster in all of Yanzhou. If we are to fulfill the Dragon King's wishes, I fear we can only seek an opportunity with Divine Saber Hall.
"However, Divine Saber Hall is rather exclusionary, and this humble one has no connections in that regard. I fear it may not go as hoped."
After a pause, he added,
"Still, although this humble one cannot find the Dragon King an evenly matched opponent, I can help the Dragon King seek out delicacies suited to your tastes, beauties pleasing to your eye, or perhaps gather some secret intelligence from throughout Yanzhou, so that I may help you discern the present situation."
Meng Zhao gave an "oh," surprised by Gui Ba's frankness and ambition. Smiling, he said,
"Can you tell