"Mao Ye, you know the Chen family's influence in the martial world. Are you sure you want to..."
Before Chen Shanhe could finish speaking, Meng Dalong interrupted him, "I knew it, the Chen family always resorts to threats."
"You!"
Chen Shanhe was furious, but then he suppressed his anger.
To be honest, if he still had the蛊虫 (gu worm) on him, he wouldn't fear Meng Dalong. But the蛊虫 were all used up, and he didn't even have any means of self-preservation.
Fighting this guy would definitely be a disadvantage.
Chen Shanhe's face turned extremely grim, and he spoke coldly, "Does Mao Ye truly intend to interfere in this matter?"
Meng Dalong chuckled dismissively, "I'm intervening today. If you're not satisfied, we can fight!"
"Hmph!"
Chen Shanhe snorted coldly, turned, and left, leaving behind a harsh warning, "I hope Mao Ye doesn't regret today's decision."
Meng Dalong didn't reply. He watched Chen Shanhe's retreating back, feeling fortunate that the man hadn't made a move.
After Chen Shanhe had completely left, Yu Daohen finally spoke, "Thank you, Mao, for your timely intervention. I'd like to ask for a favor."
As he spoke, Yu Daohen looked at the anxious Zhou Fu beside him.
Meng Dalong naturally understood what Yu Daohen wanted to say. He began with pleasantries, "Master Yu, you jest. This is a debt I owe you."
Then he got straight to the point.
"Master Yu wishes to ask me to save Haotian Fist, correct?"
Before Yu Daohen could respond, Zhou Fu interjected, "Please, Mao Ye, help save my uncle-master."
Seeing Chen Shanhe approaching, Zhou Fu knew his uncle-master must be in trouble.
But with his own strength, Chen Shanhe was not necessarily his match.
Since his uncle-master hadn't pursued him, there could only be one explanation.
Someone stronger had intercepted his uncle-master.
Meng Dalong shook his head helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, I refuse."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Fu cupped his hands and continued, "If Mao Ye is willing to save my uncle-master, he will surely not forget this kindness."
Meng Dalong shook his head and explained, "It's not that I won't save him, but I can't defeat that person. That person's strength is too terrifying. My son is less than a year old, and I don't want to die."
Honestly, if he hadn't known Chen Shanhe's background, Meng Dalong wouldn't have intervened.
Once a person has something to care about, they fear death. Meng Dalong was no exception.
A year ago, Meng Dalong had received a request from Nanjing Shuo, asking him to return and help fight the Divine Religion.
Meng Dalong had initially refused. At that time, his son had not yet been born, and he didn't want to step back into the martial world.
But fate was unpredictable. Meng Dalong had encountered some minor troubles abroad.
While he could handle them, he feared for the safety of the child his wife was carrying, so he agreed to return and help.
There were people in the same line of work abroad. The sudden appearance of an outrageously strong foreigner would make anyone fearful.
Meng Dalong was facing this very problem.
Although he repeatedly emphasized that he had no ulterior motives and would not interfere in their affairs, no one believed him. They sent people to test him multiple times.
It was also thanks to Meng Dalong's formidable strength that he wasn't in mortal danger.
The premise for Meng Dalong's agreement to help was that the Paranormal Bureau would resolve this matter and grant him three requests.
First, he could refuse any situation he deemed life-threatening.
Second, he would not be subject to any constraints from the Paranormal Bureau.
Third, if he encountered mortal danger during an operation, he could flee.
Nanjing Shuo had readily agreed to these three requests.
Since then, Meng Dalong had stayed with his wife until their child was born.
Just two days ago, Meng Dalong suddenly received instructions from Nanjing Shuo.
He was told to return quickly, as the Divine Religion might be making a major move.
As soon as Meng Dalong landed, he received a call from Nanjing Shuo, asking him to come to this location for support.
And that's how he happened to witness the scene just now.
Zhou Fu lowered his head, his face obscured, but his voice was clearly choked with emotion.
"Mao Ye, is there truly no hope of survival for my uncle-master?"
In his heart, Yu Daohen was always first, and his uncle-master was second.
Although Haotian Fist trained rigorously, he genuinely cared for him.
Even though Zhou Fu had never called him master.
Meng Dalong knew that lying to him was meaningless, so he answered truthfully, "No, unless..."
Meng Dalong stopped abruptly at this point. Zhou Fu understood what he meant.
"Unless my uncle-master begs for mercy?"
Meng Dalong nodded, "Precisely."
They both knew that Haotian Fist would never beg for mercy.
Even if a knife were placed at Haotian Fist's throat and he were told to kneel, it would be impossible.
Zhou Fu looked at his master beside him, but swallowed the words he was about to say.
Yu Daohen understood what he wanted to ask and said, "You want to go find Master Hao?"
Zhou Fu lowered his head and replied, "Yes."
Yu Daohen didn't refuse, but advised, "Even the top experts on the Black List couldn't do anything. What use would it be for you to go?"
Zhou Fu understood this, but he couldn't stand by and watch his uncle-master die without doing anything.
He truly couldn't.
Meng Dalong also began to persuade him, "There's no point in you going back. Life is precious. If your master dies, you still have another master. You wouldn't want to lose this master as well, would you?"
This master clearly referred to Yu Daohen.
Zhou Fu lowered his head and remained silent. Seeing this, Meng Dalong walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and said, "Chen Shanhe might return. You should hurry and take your master away. As for Master Hao, I will take care of his remains."
"Mm."
Zhou Fu merely replied with a sound and said no more.
After the two of them left, Meng Dalong looked towards a dark corner and said, "Alright, you can come out now. They're gone."
"Mao Ye has great skill. I didn't expect you to detect me even when I concealed my presence."
A man with a smiling face emerged and introduced himself, "I am Ding Han, the sect leader of Ziju Sect. Greetings, Mao Ye."
"We are both Black List experts, no need for such formalities."
Meng Dalong had heard that Ding Han had replaced Tang Junsheng's position. He waved his hand and added,
"I thought you had already left."
Ding Han shook his head and smiled, "I was planning to leave, but I happened to encounter Mao Ye again."
"Oh, really?"
Meng Dalong clearly didn't believe him. He had sensed Ding Han's presence when Chen Shanhe was there.
This fellow must have been here for some time.
And Chen Shanhe's easy departure was likely due to his presence.
Meng Dalong looked at Ding Han and probed, "I presume Master Hao cannot hold on much longer, can he?"
Ding Han naturally understood that Meng Dalong intended to ask him to join forces to rescue him, so he feigned ignorance.
"Probably."
Seeing Ding Han playing dumb, Meng Dalong decided to be direct, "Shen Tianming is indeed powerful, but if the two of us joined forces, we might still be able to save him."