This was only human nature. Yan Congke had probably said the same to Chen Xiaodao, which was why it had emboldened him.
Meng Zhao pondered for a moment and said,
"Where is Yan Congke now?"
Chen Xiaodao's thoughts stirred. Though he had lowered his head and admitted defeat on the surface, he did not truly accept it in his heart. Instead, he intended to provoke Yan Congke into dealing with the youth before him.
In his view, his own talent was lacking and what he had learned was ordinary. The youth before him likely had an extraordinary background and no mediocre inheritance, so it was only natural that he was no match for him.
But Yan Congke had once borne the reputation of the County's Number One Swordsman. His attainments in swordsmanship were extremely high, and with the inner strength he had painstakingly cultivated for twenty or thirty years, he could absolutely defeat this youth.
Now that this man had actually taken the initiative to ask about Yan Congke's whereabouts, could it be that he harbored the same idea? Wasn't that far too arrogant, far too dismissive of Yan Congke?
"Well... Yan Congke is usually either resting at home or visiting the gambling house. It's already late, so he should be home."
Meng Zhao smiled.
"This entire matter started because of you. Good, then. Take me to meet him and see what he thinks!"
Not only was Chen Xiaodao unafraid, he was overjoyed. This was exactly what he wanted.
After instructing the two women beside him to watch over the child properly, he took the lead and guided Meng Zhao toward Yan Congke's residence. Any Little Knife Society members they encountered along the way were dismissed by Chen Xiaodao with a few words.
Chen Xiaodao had no idea that, in