The sudden blue fireworks drew the attention of Meng Zhao and the others in the training ground.
Judging by the distance and height of the fireworks, whoever had launched them could not have been far from Meng Family Village—no more than five li away. In truth, everything within ten li of the area already belonged to the Meng Family.
Lü Yue and the other two immediately changed expression, exchanging looks as worry rose in their hearts. They wondered whether someone was plotting some scheme against the Meng Family.
The trap laid by the Lei Family and Dragon City at Mingxiu Lake had left them especially sensitive.
Their first reaction whenever something happened was that someone was trying to harm Meng Zhao.
Meng Zhao watched the dazzling fireworks slowly fade. As though recalling something, a glimmer lit his eyes, and he said,
"You three, go calm the people in the village. Tell them not to concern themselves with these fireworks. I have my own way of dealing with this."
Lü Yue's round face stiffened. The words at his lips were swallowed back down. After thinking for a moment, he cautiously asked,
"Young Master, could the person who set off these fireworks be an acquaintance of yours, rather than someone with ulterior motives?"
Neither Cao Zhan nor Zhou Hu would have dared ask Meng Zhao such a question now. Meng Zhao had already given his order, and all they needed to do was obey. Asking further would not only be unnecessary, but would also make them seem unruly.
More importantly, compared to Lü Yue and Han Pu, the two of them were more restrained around Meng Zhao, feeling both reverence and fear toward him.
Lü Yue harbored the same thought, but he was even more concerned for Meng Zhao's safety.
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