Sun Wu followed behind Bai Qi. Hearing Bai Qi say that they were going to meet His Highness—the true master of this faction—Sun Wu felt both nervous and expectant. He wondered what sort of person could command such an enormous force.
Before long, Sun Wu followed Bai Qi to an elegant tavern. They went up the stairs and entered a room where quite a few people stood. Every one of them looked exceptionally powerful, and each gave off an especially thick scent of blood. They must have slaughtered many people not long ago.
These people all stood to one side like ordinary guards, yet Sun Wu could already sense how terrifying they were.
Only one young man sat at the table by the window, elegantly sipping wine. This young man exuded an incomparably noble aura, along with an overwhelming sense of danger that inspired reverence and made others afraid to meet his eyes.
"Your Highness! I have brought him."
Seeing the great general who had just subdued him grow respectful as well, Sun Wu respectfully bowed and then spoke.
At this moment, Sun Wu felt that he had to be more careful. Even a peerless general who stood above tens of thousands had become respectful, so he could not afford to be careless either. This Highness clearly looked like a dangerous figure. Not knowing his temperament, Sun Wu followed Bai Qi's example and bowed.
Zhao Fu had just finished listening to Guo Binglin's summary report on the four major factions. The four factions no longer posed much of a threat. Most of their core members had been slaughtered, and their remaining strength consisted only of their village bases.
If they stayed holed up in one place, that would be fine. But if they dared show themselves again, Zhao Fu could