Meng Zhao raised no objection. Given Lei Chongfeng's character and temperament, whatever Lei Wanche said, even if it was wrong, he would carry it out. At most, he would grumble a little, just as he had over sharing the secret of the Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm with Ninth Prince Beitang Shu.
"Also, remember this. If something happens to us in this Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm and you get the chance to return to camp and see Chongmao, tell him that this Jianmu remnant seed is deeply connected to the Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm. It may be a movable Cave-Heaven, of vital importance to our Lei Family—the foundation of ten thousand generations.
"With it, our Lei Family will fear no one and no force in this world—not even Meng Zhao or the Beitang Imperial Clan.
"We absolutely cannot give up. It would be best to uncover every secret of this Jianmu Grotto-Heaven and completely take control of this Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm, leaving no chance for anyone else.
"Alas, if I had known the truth of this Grotto-Heaven Secret Realm earlier, I never would have shared it with others."
Lei Wanche was deeply regretful at this moment. He had lifted a stone only to smash his own foot.
Meng Zhao was speechless inside. I put more pressure on the Lei Family than the Beitang Imperial Clan does?
Outwardly, however, he appeared entirely compliant, nodding to show that he had remembered everything.
He vaguely understood why Lei Wanche had said these things to him rather than anyone else.
Presumably, Lei Wanche already knew that Lei Chongmao had given him that token. Among all the Lei Family members, aside from Lei Wanche himself, Meng Zhao had the greatest chance of surviving.
Yet all of this was destined to come to nothing. Meng Zhao was Meng Zhao, not