Upon hearing this, Lü Yue patted the head of the Dragon Steed beneath him, swung down from the saddle, and cupped his fists toward the young man halfway up the peak. "I'll trouble you to lead the way, brother!"
The young man nodded, extended a hand toward Lü Yue in a gesture of invitation, then took the lead and descended to the boundary between the inside and outside of Hidden Dragon Valley. Lü Yue followed close behind. As for the Dragon Steed, it gave a leisurely snort, shook its head and mane, claimed a spot outside the valley for itself, and waited quietly.
This Dragon Steed was clearly an exceptionally precious mutant breed, no different from a ferocious beast and worth a fortune. Yet not a single person outside the valley harbored any crooked thoughts about it.
Anyone muddle-headed enough to offend Meng Zhao and Xie Wanzhi over a mere Dragon Steed would deserve to die.
The moment the two vanished into the white mist one after the other, an uproar suddenly swept through those outside the valley. More than a hundred people gathered in groups of two or three, or a dozen to twenty, discussing Meng Zhao sending someone to see Xie Wanzhi.
If the Jianghu had trending searches, then without question, this matter would have ranked first—a kind no one could suppress.
"In my opinion, Meng Zhao must have fought the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord to the death and suffered grave injuries. He can no longer fend off external enemies, so he sent someone to ask Great Grandmaster Xie to temporarily oversee the Meng Family and guard against unforeseen trouble.
"To put it plainly, the enormous Meng Family is supported by Meng Zhao alone. If he falls, the Meng Family will surely splinter and collapse, unable to withstand