Xiao Yan Was Impersonated, a Storyteller in the Imperial Capital, and a Gathering of Otherworlders

Chief Steward Meng clearly had no intention of keeping Xiao Yan here. They might have come from the same world, but who could guarantee Xiao Yan would not stab him in the back?

Besides, according to the intelligence he had received, many strange and unusual experts had arrived in Jia Ma Holy City over the past fortnight.

Every one of them was above the Dou Emperor level.

That made Chief Steward Meng catch a whiff of danger.

It also strengthened his resolve to keep a low profile and wait until Xiao Yan went to the Misty Cloud Sect before doing him a favor.

"In that case, I won't trouble you any further. We'll meet again if fate allows."

Xiao Yan stared at Chief Steward Meng for a while. Neither he nor the Medicine Emperor could ascertain the man's exact cultivation.

That made Xiao Yan abandon the idea of attacking him. If he failed to overwhelm the man with the force of a thunderbolt, trouble would follow.

Other experts would certainly be drawn here, making it all too easy for the other Otherworlders to reap the fisherman's reward while the two of them fought.

And so, with both sides wary of each other and neither daring to strike first, Xiao Yan left the Jia Ma Imperial Palace.

This world really isn't simple!

Luckily, I, Meng De, am a cautious man. I've stayed firmly behind the scenes and never shown myself. Otherwise, other Otherworlders might already have set their sights on me, and I might have met an untimely end.

Now I'm only one step away from Dou Zun. By the time Xiao Yan sets foot in the Misty Cloud Sect, I should be able to break through that bottleneck.

When that time comes, I won't fear even the other Otherworlders.

Chief