Mister Feng and Mister Tao said nothing further.
But Beitang Shu, for reasons unknown, said,
"Though there's no way to deal with Meng Zhao, we can't simply do nothing. Mister Tao, send more moles to infiltrate the Meng Family. Don't fear wasting time or effort. Send out a hundred men—even if just one manages to worm his way into the Meng Family, it will be worth it."
Beitang Shu did not intend to deal with Meng Zhao. Rather, he wanted to uncover Meng Zhao's true background. He had always believed that he would become Meng Zhao's greatest rival, and that Meng Zhao would become his ultimate enemy. Planting moles early could only bring benefits, no harm.
As for whether he thought too highly of himself, that was a matter on which the benevolent saw benevolence and the wise saw wisdom.
Mister Tao naturally accepted the task. As for how exactly to proceed and what actions to take, that required careful consideration...
Meng Zhao was in seclusion, Lei Wanche was devoting all his efforts to resolving Qiao Nian's death, and Beitang Shu had the will but lacked the strength. In the end, he did not dare act rashly, giving the Meng Family an excellent opportunity to grow.
Liang Prefecture, beyond Heaven Pass. A sky full of wind and snow poured down upon the earth like blades and swords, frost-white as far as the eye could see, spreading layer upon layer as though white clouds hung upside down.
Within a raised mountain range, over a hundred peaks had been snapped apart by terrifying power. Countless Mountain Stones had been shattered and mixed with the snow, while innumerable beast carcasses, stained crimson with blood, lay scattered throughout the range.
Clearly, this place had just experienced a soul-stirring battle. The martial arts of both