A Young Hero, Unmatched in Dominance

The Old Man in Silver Robes said no more and stepped back. Wang Xuanjing, too, looked at Meng Zhao as though he were a plague god. This fellow was truly Unrestrained and Lawless—even a framed accusation like this, he could speak of it so openly and righteously.

They had thought the matter would end there, but someone still refused to let it go.

"Young Master Meng, though you come from an extraordinary background and hold a lofty station, there is still justice and righteousness beneath heaven. You cannot cover the sky with one hand. Why must you drive people to extinction?"

Anyone daring to speak at such a time had to possess backing and courage. This person was none other than Dragon City. No one knew whether Marquis Bei Ning's Lei Family had given him such confidence, or whether it was his confidantes scattered throughout the Divine Land, each with a family background of her own, that made him fearless.

Meng Zhao did not respond to Dragon City at once. Instead, his expression mild, he swept his gaze across the people around him—those he knew and those he did not, the old and the young, the fierce-looking and vicious, the introverted and honest. Whoever met those violet eyes, surging like a tide, could not help but avert their gaze, looking guilty and fearful.

Song Zhiwen's heart burned with hatred at the sight, yet he also envied Meng Zhao's imposing presence, like a true dragon clearing the way.

Still, he held the highest expectations for Dragon City. Given his status and abilities, he surely would not target Meng Zhao so directly without confidence.

Only then did Meng Zhao turn around, setting his gaze, heavy as ten thousand jun, back on Dragon City. He smiled.

"Drive people to extinction? It is not