Thus, even to this day, Sifang City had not found a viable method to elevate the pseudo-Special Physiques born in Sifang City to the level of true Special Physiques. In the end, it remained somewhat regrettable.
These were Lord Bei's private thoughts. He had not told Meng Zhao, nor would he ever tell him.
A person with a Special Physique was something that brought prestige, and also a bargaining chip to raise one's own worth. If the hidden truth were revealed, that bargaining chip would likely lose much of its importance, and their standing in Meng Zhao's eyes would also be affected.
After their brief contact and exchange, Lord Bei could ascertain that Meng Zhao was indeed a man of considerable strength and influence. If Sifang City could build good relations with him, the benefits would be immense.
However, while Meng Zhao was formidable and had powerful backing, his standards were naturally high as well. If Sifang City could not display its proper value, he would not waste his time on it.
Perhaps ordinary commoners still believed in good people and windfalls falling from the sky, but those standing at the top usually saw only the division of benefits, give and take, cruel yet real.
Meng Zhao quietly made his own calculations. By this account, Sifang City's potential in war truly could not be underestimated. Setting aside Celestial-level powerhouses like Lord Bei, even once those with Special Physiques matured, Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters would be figures capable of holding down an entire region.
Who knew how to put it? The Zhou Family, Fu Family, and Zhang Family had all been defeated competitors in the Central Plains—utterly defeated, fleeing in panic. Yet unexpectedly, they had turned misfortune into fortune, greatly increasing their families' potential and strength.
Their lives might have been