Seven Absolutes City's Holy Son! Lu Qingjun!
"Where are those beasts from the Soaring Dragon Sect?"
Lu Qingjun saw that his younger sister, Lu Lingjun, was unharmed, and a breath of relief escaped him.
Immediately.
He looked around, scanning the surroundings for traces of the Soaring Dragon Sect's martial artists.
"Holy Son, the people from the Soaring Dragon Sect have already left." Wang Shougu hurriedly explained the situation to Lu Qingjun. "Thankfully, Fellow Daoist Lin Bai, the Holy Son of the Tianshui Sect, lent us a hand. That was how we managed to break free of the Soaring Dragon Sect. Otherwise, we might never have lived to see the Holy Son again."
As he spoke, Wang Shougu glanced at Lin Bai above the spirit boat.
At that moment.
Lu Qingjun floated up from the mountain forest and appeared before the spirit boat. He cupped his fists and said, "I am Lu Qingjun. Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin Bai, for lending a hand and saving my sister and the martial artists of Seven Absolutes City. I have always placed great value on friendship and gratitude. Consider this a personal favor that I, Lu Qingjun, owe you. If you encounter trouble in the future, Fellow Daoist Lin Bai, you need only send word. Even if there are a thousand trials and ten thousand dangers, I will certainly come to your aid."
Lu Qingjun was far more pleasant to listen to than Li Yushan of the Soaring Dragon Sect.
Moreover, Lin Bai could clearly sense the sincerity in Lu Qingjun's words and tone.
He was not merely saying it for show, nor was he offering empty courtesies.
Since he had said those words, he would surely keep his promise.
If Lin Bai fell into difficulty in the future, Lu Qingjun would definitely come