He turned to Li Bufan, apology showing on his face. "Brother Li, I'm sorry, but the Teleportation Formation can't be used for the time being. It seems you'll have to stay in Stilltide City for a few more days."
Li Bufan waved his hand. "What are you saying, Brother Meng? In the face of resisting foreign races, everything else is unimportant. You have important matters to handle in Stilltide City. If the Teleportation Formation opens a few days later, then so be it. I happen to want to see the local customs of Stilltide City anyway. Staying a few more days is no trouble."
"But I wonder whether I can be of any help? I may have only just arrived, but I am now at the Golden Core Realm. If the city needs manpower to deal with Sea Race spies, Brother Meng need only say the word."
Seeing that Li Bufan spoke so frankly, without any intention of evasion or empty politeness, Meng Xinghe could not help but regard this friend he had only recently met even more highly.
He nodded. "Good. Since Brother Li has such intentions, come with me to the City Lord's Mansion and see what the situation is. My father has always been good at recognizing and employing talent. If there truly is somewhere Brother Li can be of use, I imagine he won't stand on ceremony."
Li Bufan cupped his fists. "Then I'll respectfully accept."
The two said no more. Meng Xinghe raised a hand and formed a hand seal before him. A streak of azure light surged from his waist and supported both of them. In the next instant, two streams of light rose from the corridor and sped toward the tallest building at the center of the city.
Looking down over the entirety