Shen Yuhu said nothing. After all, he had already stepped back from the front lines; Shen Hongguang, his son, was now the one in charge of the Shen Family.
The current Duke of Xu wore a solemn expression and said,
"Sir, there is no need to put it so severely. There were merely some misunderstandings before, nothing more than being incited and exploited by a few sinister, cunning petty men. Now that you and I have spoken openly and made our relationship clear, we naturally will not be affected by what happened before.
"Besides, my Shen Family greatly admires the Yin Mountain Lineage, especially the Five Directional Ghost Emperors, whose inheritance is peerless. Sir may well take a place among them in the future. Of course, my Shen Family is willing to be friends with you."
These words were quite artfully spoken. He did not place Meng Zhao at the forefront, instead using the Yin Mountain Lineage as an entry point to tell Ox-Head God that all their previous grievances and entanglements were settled. Moreover, his future was bright, and perhaps the Shen Family might benefit from it as well.
But both sides understood the truth. The Yin Mountain Lineage was merely a smokescreen. No matter how powerful Shadow Mountain had once been, it now had only Ox-Head and Horse-Face. Not one of the many powerful inheritors above them had appeared; they lacked all scale. Why would the Shen Family take them seriously?
Rather, it was his status as Meng Zhao's subordinate that the Shen Family valued most.
Only by knowing how extraordinary Shen Tianci was could they understand how terrifying Meng Zhao was.
In fact, the Shen Family had entertained this idea before. If Southern Shen and Northern Meng joined their blades as one, then in the days to