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However, Meng Zhao did not voice these calculations and ambitions, so no one else had any way of knowing. On the contrary, the moment Niu Dali and the other two heard from him that Bi Yanye was a false name, their faces immediately darkened.

Su Can and Zheng Que were not particularly familiar with Meng Zhao to begin with. It was only through Niu Dali's mediation and efforts to build ties that they had laid the groundwork for an acquaintance. Now, under the impact of this lie, that foundation directly collapsed.

Had Meng Zhao not made any unnecessary movements, the two might already have struck.

Compared to them, although Niu Dali appeared extremely angry, there was also a sense of relief, as though it were only natural.

If Meng Zhao truly was as he suspected—a successor of the Heavenly Demon Art—then there was a certain chance he would travel the world under an assumed name.

Of course, prediction was one thing. Now that Meng Zhao had voluntarily revealed the matter of his assumed name, the necessary show still had to be made. Thus, Niu Dali pulled a long face and pretended to be furious.

"What? Even your name was fake? This is outrageous! I treated you like one of my own brothers, and I was blind to do so. Go, hurry up and leave, lest you make my heart feel even more stifled."

After driving him away, he turned his head and said with considerable self-reproach,

"Brother Su, Brother Zheng, it was I, Niu Dali, who failed to judge a man properly. I mistook a crafty fellow for a friend and even introduced him to you two. What a blunder! How about this—if you two want to hit or curse me, this old ox will accept it. I only hope