"Lu Cang..."
Within Infinite Palace, High Person Wenyuan looked at that vaguely familiar figure and let out a wistful sigh.
Fortunately, the four great mountain-guarding elders had all come to Silver Sword Peak to see the iron-eating beast, drawn by its fame, and happened to witness this scene. Otherwise, the younger generation certainly would not have recognized that figure.
But the older generation recognized him at a single glance.
It had been a hundred and fifty years since Lu Cang disappeared and Wenyuan took office. If his former peers had not deliberately maintained their appearances, they should all have looked elderly by now.
Yet he still wore the same middle-aged face he had had when he left Shushan, unchanged in the slightest. Only, the arrogance and sharpness of old had vanished from his face, replaced by an icy expression.
"The one who entered the Jiuli Mystic Realm must undoubtedly be Lu Cang." The Sword Transmission Elder looked at High Person Wenyuan, hesitated as though wanting to speak, and finally turned it all into a sigh. "Alas."
Elder Tan and the master-disciple pair of Empress Feng were also standing in the hall. Seeing the complicated expressions of Shushan's higher-ups, they could not help wondering whether this intruder had some connection to Shushan.
Could there be some scheme behind this?
Before he could sort it out, however, he heard the Discipline Elder turn and say, "Elder Tan, we have some private sect matters to discuss. Please step aside for a moment. Rest assured, Shushan absolutely has no designs on the Jiuli Mystic Realm. As for exactly how we will cooperate, we can discuss it later."
Elder Tan looked at her, then at High Person Wenyuan. He felt that something significant was indeed about to happen, so he nodded. "All right."
Once he