Chapter 13155 I'm Not Afraid of Him

Chapter 13155 I'm Not Afraid of Him
Qian Baiyun knew very well that it was not a wise move to make an enemy of a behemoth like Huangquan Bulao Mountain, so he decided to compromise. Since he couldn't afford to offend anyone anyway, he might as well follow the rules.

"Of course!" Although Yang Meng's voice was low, it revealed an unquestionable firmness. "I, Yang Meng, always stick to my words." His words contained the majesty and confidence of a mountain master, as if every word was of great weight.

Qian Baiyun heard this and a gentle smile appeared on his lips. He raised his hand and motioned Yang Meng to take a seat. This action not only showed his courtesy, but also revealed an indescribable calmness and magnanimity.

Yang Meng nodded slightly, and finally sat down slowly opposite Qian Baiyun. Their eyes met in the air, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

Qian Baiyun took out a small piece of memory metal from his sleeve. The surface of the metal was glowing with a faint blue light, making it look both mysterious and technological.

He gently pushed the memory metal in front of Yang Meng, his tone gentle but with a seriousness that should not be underestimated: "Inside is all the information about Ling Xiao. Master Yang, believe me, knowing this information will definitely be of great benefit to you."

Yang Meng stared at the piece of memory metal, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He wanted to refuse directly, but then he thought, since Qian Baiyun was so serious, maybe there was some key information in the information that he had not expected. So, he slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently touched the cold memory metal.

With a subtle energy fluctuation, the information in the memory metal flooded into Yang Meng's mind like a tide.

He closed his eyes, his brows gradually knitted, and his face became not very good. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a light of doubt in his eyes. Obviously, the information in the memory metal was far beyond his expectations, forcing him to re-examine this young man named Ling Xiao.

"This..." Yang Meng finally spoke, his voice filled with some shock and contemplation that was hard to conceal, "It seems that I really underestimated this Ling Xiao." His words contained both a reassessment of Ling Xiao's strength and a reflection on his previous judgment.

Qian Baiyun was quietly observing Yang Meng's reaction, with an imperceptible deep meaning flashing in his eyes.

Qian Baiyun gently picked up the spiritual tea in front of him. The tea was crystal clear and exuded a faint fragrance, as if it could wash away the dust in people's hearts.

He took a sip, closed his eyes and savored it carefully, his face filled with an indescribable satisfaction and tranquility. Then, he slowly put down the teacup and looked out the window with deep eyes, as if he had penetrated through the many buildings and saw the distant northern border.

"This person came from the turbulent land of the northern border. He has been through many storms along the way."

Qian Baiyun's voice was deep and magnetic, and every word seemed to be carefully crafted. "Wherever he went, challenges and crises followed him. However, what was surprising was that those opponents who had tried to stop him often disappeared inexplicably at the most critical moment, as if they were swallowed by the night."

At this point, Qian Baiyun frowned slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. "What's even more shocking is that even the famous head of the Holy Hall in the Northern Frontier was not spared. It is said that he died because of him. The twists and turns in this are bizarre enough to make the world look at it sideways."

After a pause, Qian Baiyun changed the subject and continued, "Speaking of the Ji family and the Jiang family, these two families have a pivotal position in the Northern Frontier and even the entire continent. Their profound heritage is by no means comparable to ordinary people.

However, even such a powerful being could not escape his influence. Although it was a pipe dream for him to destroy the two major families with his own strength, even with the mysterious treasures on him, it seemed beyond his ability.

But the fact is that the decline of the Ji family and the Jiang family is inextricably linked to him. Behind this, there is obviously a more powerful force secretly helping him and paving the way for him. "

At this point, Qian Baiyun finally turned his gaze to Yang Meng, his eyes full of complexity and depth, "Shanzhu Yang, what I said is not groundless, but is a proven fact after multiple investigations. As for what I want to say, it is actually very clear. Although our Sitong Trading Company does not get involved in the grudges of the martial arts world, we do not want to be innocently dragged into this storm."

Yang Meng's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring directly at Qian Baiyun, revealing an unquestionable determination and directness. "Boss Qian, we have known each other for many years, and we know each other's temperament very well." His words were filled with a bit of determination that could not be refused, "If you have any opinions, you may as well speak directly. I, Yang Meng, am not a person who likes to beat around the bush."

Upon hearing this, Qian Baiyun sighed softly, and that sigh seemed to contain endless worry and helplessness.

"Master Yang, the mystery of this man's identity is beyond our imagination. The forces behind him are like a giant beast in the fog, making it difficult to grasp their full picture." His words were full of awe and vigilance for unknown forces. "That is why, if we want to take action against him, we must proceed step by step and be careful to avoid falling into the trap set by others."

He paused, and looked out the window with deep eyes, as if he could see through the many buildings and see farther.

"Furthermore, think carefully. Since this person has openly declared that he has the most precious treasure, why has there been no movement in the Holy Hall and the Palace of the Supreme Lord? And the Empress's Palace, which has been eyeing the treasure, is also unusually quiet. Doesn't all this seem too abnormal, even a little weird?"

Qian Baiyun's words revealed an unspeakable worry. His words were like a sharp dagger, gently cutting through the calm on the surface and revealing the truth of the undercurrent underneath.

"Master Yang, we have to be vigilant. There may be a bigger conspiracy and calculation hidden behind this. Before taking action, we must be fully prepared to avoid being dragged into it and unable to extricate ourselves."

"So what?" Yang Meng curled his lips into a sneer, that smile showing both disdain and determination.

"I, Yang Meng, as the master of Huangquan Bulao Mountain, naturally know the deep meaning of Qian Xingshou's words. But that kid actually dared to kill so many brave warriors of my Huangquan Bulao Mountain. How can I let go of this blood debt so easily? If I, as the master of the mountain, remain indifferent to this, how can I gain a foothold in the martial arts world in the future, and how can I face the spirits of those brothers who have passed away in heaven?"

There was an uncontrollable rage in his words, and his eyes seemed to be able to spit out flames. He stared straight at Qian Baiyun without flinching.

"Even if this brings the wrath of the unknown power behind him, or even my life, I will accept it. But I, Yang Meng, swear to personally take back this humiliation and this unwillingness. I will never swallow this!"