Zhao Rulíng glanced at Meng Zhao. Their relationship was rather delicate—they could not be called friends, yet they were allies. Especially since he had invested heavily in Meng Zhao, convinced that this man enjoyed the Favor of Destiny, possessed peerless fortune, and was bound for great achievements, he naturally had to yield a few steps.
Though outwardly there was no distinction of rank between them, most of the time, they still acted according to Meng Zhao's wishes.
"Then what should we do next? Should we end this journey to the Arctic Ice Plains and return to the Northern Lands?
"Dragon Tree Monk destroyed Little Cold Mountain Temple. This will surely provoke the pursuit and displeasure of the Hundred Clans' upper echelons, and the Human Clan's situation among the Hundred Clans will also be affected."
Zhao Rulíng saw the matter quite clearly.
The Human Clan in the Arctic Ice Plains was, in truth, an outsider—a party subjected to exclusion and rejection.
There were many reasons for this, both historical and practical. The Human Clan was certainly disadvantaged in the Arctic Ice Plains and among the Hundred Clans.
However, the Human Clan's foremost experts were powerful, and through religious teachings, they had also won over quite a few high-ranking members of the Hundred Clans. Only then had so-called eminent Buddhist and Daoist figures gained the possibility of spreading their traditions in the Arctic Ice Plains, even putting down roots there.
Once Dragon Tree Monk's slaughter, along with the deception he had perpetrated against members of the Hundred Clans, was exposed, it would undoubtedly deal no small blow to the Human Clan living on the Arctic Ice Plains. Even if the Human Clan had top experts and great figures secretly protecting them, they could never contend against the tide of the times as