Suppressing this thought, Meng Zhao pondered for a moment before saying,
"If the Tan Family can also be dealt with—even brought under our control—then victory should be certain, shouldn't it? The third great mountain does not seem all that important."
The three great mountains Gui Ba spoke of seemed to represent Yanzhou's three enormous forces capable of affecting the people's livelihoods. Thus, in Meng Zhao's words, removing two of those mountains meant there was hope of taking control of Yanzhou.
Like odds, two out of three was a fairly strong chance no matter how one looked at it.
Yet Gui Ba shook his head. His pair of rat eyes fixed on Meng Zhao as he said solemnly,
"No, quite the opposite. The first two great mountains are certainly important, but they are nowhere near as important as the third. If the Dragon King truly wishes to completely control Yanzhou, rather than hold an empty title, then he must move away or flatten the third great mountain."
Having reached this point, even if Gui Ba said no more, Meng Zhao could guess whom this third great mountain referred to.
"Oh? Isn't that somewhat alarmist? As far as I know, although Divine Saber Hall is one of the current Thirteen Families, a sacred land of the Way of the Saber revered as a faith by countless saber wielders and swordsmen, it has always remained neutral precisely because of this. It never involves itself in Jianghu affairs, and has even repeatedly refused titles bestowed by the Imperial Court."
This was no great secret. Rather, it was common knowledge among Jianghu folk. Divine Saber Hall and Hidden Sword Palace both carried an air of standing apart from the world. Even if the outside world was fighting until the skies burned, they would not pay