How should one put it? Meng Zhao's request was both within Xie Wanzhi's expectations and beyond them.
Xie Wanzhi had long been mentally prepared to deal with that fiend. After all, that was why Meng Zhao had invited him to Lingwu City—or at least one of the reasons.
Yet what lay beyond his expectations was obvious as well. This would naturally do his reputation a world of good, letting him make another showing and adding further weight to the halo around him. Still, it did not place much restriction on him. He would never set traps for himself or bind his own hands and feet, and outsiders could not affect him either.
But Meng Zhao had no reason to do this. He did the good deed, yet handed both the credit and the fame to him. What was Meng Zhao after?
"Dragon King Meng, what exactly do you intend to do? Please speak plainly!"
Xie Wanzhi was truly a little frightened. He kept feeling that something was wrong, that there was some enormous pitfall here, and that Meng Zhao had specifically come to bury him in it.
Of course, what he suspected most was the fiend's identity. Could it be that this man was someone connected to the Heavenly Demon Palace Lord? If he killed him, would that not mean taking the blame for Meng Zhao?
Meng Zhao's originally solemn, icy expression bloomed into a dazzling smile once more.
"Ha ha, Great Grandmaster Xie truly is clever. Then I will not conceal it from you. This fiend, who has committed a long string of bloody crimes, is one of our dynasty's Former Great Generals, Yu Changkong. He is also a trusted confidant of the reigning emperor, Beitang Sheng. The current Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Palace Guards, Yu Huashen, is his