Meng Zhao had always treated the two of them with great gentleness and goodwill, but the sudden change in his expression now frightened them out of their wits.
They suddenly realized something. Though Meng Zhao had extended an olive branch to them, he was not without other options—for instance, Ma Shaokang.
Although Ma Ruzhen had been killed by Meng Zhao, with the methods of this Lord of the Northern Meng Dragon King, he could easily pin the matter on the two of them, then recruit Ma Shaokang in the identity of the Northern Meng Dragon King. The chances of success would still be extremely high.
Unless Ma Shaokang, like Ma Ruzhen, was a Moon Guard under the Beitang Imperial Clan—a stubborn fool utterly loyal to the imperial clan.
But that possibility was very low. At the very least, neither of them believed Ma Shaokang was a Moon Guard. He might even know nothing of his father's identity, unlike Ma Tianyi and Zhao Zhen, the two sworn brothers.
On that premise, Meng Zhao did not lack an opportunity to recruit Ma Shaokang. On the contrary, his chances were excellent.
After all, Meng Zhao was now the martial artist most admired and worshipped throughout the entire Divine Continent Martial Arts World. Young martial artists especially regarded him as the idol of their lives, much like how Ma Ruzhen had once regarded the man who passed down divine martial arts to him—only far more intensely.
With that, the usefulness of the two men would greatly diminish, while their replaceability would greatly increase.
Ma Tianyi looked at Ma Ruzhen, collapsed into a lump of flesh. This sworn elder brother had once shared a deep bond with them, and for many years they had been like blood brothers. Only in recent years had they gradually