Meng Zhao was handsome, his bearing fierce and commanding. Violet halos shimmered like stars within his eyes. His swordlike brows lifted slightly as he glanced at the man and said,
"I already know where you come from. The Li Family of Xu Prefecture is indeed one of the foremost aristocratic clans of the age, with deep foundations, and they are descendants of the imperial clan of the medieval era.
"But the Meng Family has never had any dealings with you. Inviting me for tea is likely nothing more than some young Li Family members feeling aggrieved over a struggle for fame and profit, wanting to make things difficult for me and perhaps even stir up unnecessary conflict.
"However, I do not think this is something the Li Family elders would wish to see. So, you should go back.
"Tell your two masters that momentum and reputation are merely passing clouds. If they truly possess ambition and fighting spirit, they should devote them to Martial Dao Cultivation. Otherwise, even if they lead the fashion of an era, they will ultimately be nothing but the moon reflected in water, flowers seen in a mirror."
Meng Zhao's journey through Kunnan County had not only seen his Martial Dao cultivation surge forward in repeated breakthroughs; his state of mind had also improved greatly. Having created the Emperor's Qi Gazing Technique, he was gradually entering the proper path in the cultivation of the mind.
Compared with the weakness or impulsiveness of ordinary people, he was more rational and level-headed. He had no desire to casually provoke the Li Family and invite trouble merely because of some inexplicable people and inexplicable connections.
Of course, this way of thinking and this choice also stemmed from a degree of self-confidence. He believed that the Li Family members were