"Brother Meng," Meng Mu's companion began, his words seemingly filled with admiration. However, those astute enough would discern that his praise carried a sarcastic undertone, concealing his true intentions.
"If your technique is truly as profound as you claim," he continued, his voice dripping with subtle mockery, "why did you not utilize it from the very beginning? Instead, you allowed your subordinates to perish needlessly."
Meng Mu, the central figure in this scene, met his counterpart's gaze. His countenance, weathered by the passage of time, displayed a mixture of maturity and wisdom. Draped in a voluminous robe adorned with an emblem on its cape, he commanded a reputation that stood on equal footing with his conversational partner. Smirking, he maintained his piercing stare at Meng Mu.
