He also saw Meng Hao’s frigid killing aura. It was powerfully intense, something that he had never actually seen before in his entire life.
“You’re surnamed Zhao?” Meng Hao said coolly, beginning to a step forward. “I just killed another guy surnamed Zhao. His name was Zhao Binwu.” Meng Hao had acquired Zhao Binwu’s name from the identification medallion in his bag of holding.