Lord Bei waved a hand. He was clearly quite familiar with Zhou Jiankang and said, "No need for such formalities. I summoned you here today to introduce you to two distinguished figures from the Land within the Passes: Lord of the Northern Meng Dragon King, and the Dragon King's friend, Lord Zhao Rulíng. Both possess Heavenly Being cultivation, just like me—transcending the mundane. You must not slight them."
In truth, when Lord Bei had sent Zhou Jiankang a voice transmission, he had already broadly introduced Meng Zhao and Zhao Rulíng's identities. Repeating it now in person merely showed greater regard for them.
Zhou Jiankang turned his gaze toward Meng Zhao and Zhao Rulíng, his expression warm as he said, "I am Zhou Jiankang, City Lord of Sifang City. Greetings, Dragon King Meng and Lord Zhao."
Meng Zhao laughed heartily, appearing exceptionally forthright. "City Lord Zhou, there is no need to be so distant. Lord Bei and I hit it off at first sight, and I have long been curious about a Human Clan stronghold such as Sifang City, standing tall upon the Arctic Ice Plains. That is why I came to visit. I only hope you do not find us meddlesome."
Zhou Jiankang merely smiled and said nothing more, though inwardly he was pondering the information on Meng Zhao and Zhao Rulíng.
Zhao Rulíng was rather mysterious. If Meng Zhao did not mention it and Zhao Rulíng himself did not reveal his identity, no one would know that he had once been a eunuch of the inner imperial palace—a mutilated body made whole by replenishing the innate, returning to completeness, and even cultivating the Supreme Heavenly Being Path. He was truly a living legend.
Zhao Rulíng could be set aside for now. After all, he was Meng Zhao's friend, and