Among the crowd, Jiang Hao was moved by what he saw.
People were not sages-who could be without fault? Who never made mistakes?
No one blamed Ximen Wuqing for refusing to negotiate peace with the Demon Race. Peace talks would only make them grow more outrageous, bullying you without restraint. Jiang Hao knew this all too well. The North Sea Kingdom had been just like that: the weaker and easier to bully you were, the more they bullied you and imposed conditions. Only when you flexed powerful muscles and took a hard stance would they fear and respect you.
While Jiang Hao was lost in thought, the Ice Wolf King finally lost patience and sent an envoy to meet Ximen Wuqing in secret.
The envoy proposed a condition that baffled him, yet was impossible to refuse.
Immediately afterward, men were secretly dispatched to search throughout Snow City.
For whom?
Jiang Hao, of course. However, he did not know Jiang Hao's name, only saying that he wanted to find a Human Race Inheritor.
That night, Jiang Hao was secretly brought into the city lord's residence.
The instant he saw Jiang Hao, a multitude of emotions flashed deep in Ximen Wuqing's eyes: anger, puzzlement, suspicion, and helplessness.
Jiang Hao was even more bewildered. He had no idea why the other man had suddenly tracked him down, or what he wanted with him.
The two stood staring at each other in the residence's main hall. After roughly ten-odd minutes, Ximen Wuqing finally spoke, though his tone was rather unfriendly. "Who are you?"
That question left Jiang Hao even more baffled. You don't even know my name, so why did you have me brought here? Isn't this absurd?
Before he could answer, Ximen Wuqing continued, "You aren't from Snow City. You aren't even from