"As for Wolf Head Stronghold, after I returned from the city that day, I relayed the news you told me, sir, to Zhu Fu. Zhu Fu sent someone to Shifeng City that very night, but since then, there has been no news from Wolf Head Stronghold."

"If it wasn't the Prince of Zhenbei who wiped them out, then who was it?"

Seeing that Wang Meng's words were reasonable and well-founded, Zhao Yuan was filled with doubt and unease.

"I personally led the men to escort Qin Ze into Shifeng City. He only brought eight hundred personal guards. How could he possibly wipe out Wolf Head Stronghold and Green Peak Stronghold!"

"These two mountain strongholds have tens of thousands of soldiers. How is that possible?"

Seeing that Zhao Yuan still didn't believe him, Wang Meng shook his head and pleaded:

"My lord, no matter what, Qin Ze definitely has a large force right now. Now that both mountain strongholds have been wiped out, his next target is probably us."

"They are currently at Qingfeng Village. If they attack us in the next few days, what should we do? My lord, you must help us!"

Zhao Yuan stroked his beard, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan did not reply, Wang Meng hurriedly said:

"My lord, I, Wang Meng, have done a lot for you over the years! You can't just ignore this and let him lead his troops to attack my stronghold!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuan raised an eyebrow, and a barely perceptible chill appeared in his eyes as he looked at Wang Meng.

His eyes darted around, and he said:

"Okay, I understand."

"Tomorrow I will send someone to find out the truth. If there really is a large force, I will help you deal with it. You can go back now! I guarantee that Black Tiger Stronghold will be safe."

Wang Meng was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, sir, thank you!"

With that, Wang Meng led several of his men over the courtyard wall and out of the mansion.

Watching their departing figures, Zhao Yuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze turning cold...