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Meng Zhao noticed neither Yun Fei's shift in attitude nor cared about it. With a thought, the palm formed from true qi before him generated tremendous force, shattering the broad wooden box with exquisite precision and revealing a blood-smeared human head.

At the sight, Yun Fei had no particular reaction, but something stirred in the effeminate Gu Sinan's heart. He thought to himself,

This Meng Family brat is certainly cautious. Afraid there might be some hidden scheme inside the box, he used true qi to inspect it. It seems persuading him will not be an easy matter.

And indeed, just as Gu Sinan had guessed, Meng Zhao had kept his hands behind his back, caught the wooden box with true qi, and even shattered it with true qi to inspect its contents solely because he did not trust the two men and feared there might be some plot afoot.

This was partly because they came from the Demon Venerable Hall and had close ties with Tan Cai'er's father, the Eighth Elder of the Demon Venerable Hall.

But even more so because, after the matter with the Lei Family, he had realized that one must never underestimate certain people's threat. It was always best to proceed with caution.

An open spear was easy to dodge; a hidden arrow was hard to guard against.

Seeing this unfamiliar head, a trace of puzzlement appeared in Meng Zhao's majestic eyes. As his true qi dispersed, he flicked the head aside. It rolled several times after landing before he asked curiously,

"What is the meaning of this, gentlemen?"

Presenting someone's head either meant that person was someone he desperately wanted dead, or it was a provocation.

He knew little of Yun Fei, but he did not believe Gu Sinan would be so foolish. Thus, he