Pure World White Lotus Sect?
Could it be related to that Blood Lotus?
The instant Lu Xuan questioned him, Su Quanchuan had already gone over it countless times in his mind.
No wonder that person who kept himself hidden had said he bore a deep grudge against the Blackbird Guard!
Still, Su Quanchuan had made up his mind. Even if beaten to death, he would never admit to having any connection with the Pure World White Lotus Sect!
Besides, he had yet to confirm whether this young-looking man before him was truly the Blackbird Envoy Sir from White Path Prefecture.
For all he knew, it could be that bastard Zhang Qi putting on an act, trying to bluff information out of him.
Of course, none of that mattered to Su Quanchuan.
What mattered most was what exactly that enormous hand that had blotted out the sky had been.
Why had it suddenly attacked him?!
Thinking that an expert might be nearby, Su Quanchuan retreated several steps in succession.
Staring at Lu Xuan, he said, "Pure World White Lotus Sect? How could this official possibly know where those fiends are!"
"May I ask who you are? Matters like this require evidence!"
The next second, Su Quanchuan did not receive the answer he wanted.
A crimson streak of Gang Essence Training, swift as lightning, grew larger and larger in Su Quanchuan's pupils.
Su Quanchuan faced a formidable enemy. His powerful Qi and Blood surged skyward, wisps of white vapor coiling around his hands as he struck toward that crimson streak of Gang Essence Training!
Smack!
A muffled thud rang out!
Su Quanchuan's body floated through the air like a scrap of torn cloth.
He flew toward the room that had just been destroyed and crashed heavily into it.
"He's yours!"
"Within half