A distance of a million li meant nothing to Lu Chuan. In only a moment, the Flying Cloud Boat had already arrived before that Tianfeng Army force.
"Lu Chuan, steward of the Wuji Institute of Xuanhuang Hall, greets the soldiers of the Tianfeng Army..."
Lu Chuan walked down from the Flying Cloud Boat. With a single step, he appeared in front of Li Chenzhou.
He cupped his hands toward the Tianfeng Army's million soldiers, but his gaze was fixed directly on Li Chenzhou.
At that moment.
After seeing Lu Chuan, Li Chenzhou froze at once.
His face was full of astonishment.
Lu Chuan's name was, to him, like thunder ringing in his ears.
In this recent period, if one had to ask who had the most traffic in all of Xuanhuang Universe Country, it was none other than Lu Chuan.
Only, Li Chenzhou had only heard of Lu Chuan's deeds in the Virtual World.
He had never imagined he would actually meet the man himself today.
Moreover, Lu Chuan had even lent them a hand.
"So it is Steward Lu. A pleasure, a pleasure..."
After a brief shock, Li Chenzhou quickly came back to himself and immediately cupped his fists in return, saying, "Many thanks to Steward Lu for helping us. Otherwise, our Tianfeng Army would likely have lost quite a few soldiers..."
"General Li Chenzhou, there's no need for courtesy. I merely happened to run into this by chance. Naturally, I would not stand by with folded arms."
Lu Chuan waved his hand, his expression grave as he said in a low voice, "Right, just now you said something happened to three million soldiers of the Tianfeng Army. What exactly happened? Could you explain in detail..."
"It was Hellflame King of the Asura Race..."
Li Chenzhou's expression tightened, threaded