"Perfect. I happen to know a senior named 'Yang Jian,' too," Lu Jun said, taking a light sip of tea.
Master Wuwei's expression shifted slightly. The hand holding up his teacup stiffened as well, and his face filled with a mixture of surprise and complexity. "Are you telling the truth?"
Lu Jun nodded.
Not only did he know him—he was even Yang Jian's emissary in the mortal world.
But of course, Lu Jun wasn't foolish enough to say that outright.
Master Wuwei's expression flickered. After a long while, he rose, found paper and brush in the room, and wrote something in front of Lu Jun.
"Benefactor, please write the second half."
Master Wuwei handed the rice paper to Lu Jun.
Lu Jun raised his brows and looked at the writing on the paper.
"Heaven and earth are not benevolent."
He wanted Lu Jun to fill in the next line.
Heaven and earth are not benevolent; they treat all things as straw dogs.
Wasn't that a line from the Dao De Jing?
Was he really looking for Yang Jian?
Lu Jun thought for a moment, then still picked up the brush and added the second half.
Master Wuwei's eyes lit up, and he murmured to himself.
"That's it... That's it... Now the sentence is complete..."
Master Wuwei looked up at Lu Jun, a complicated glimmer showing in his eyes.
"Perhaps all of this is Heaven's will..."
With that, Master Wuwei turned and walked toward the door.
"Benefactor, please wait for me a moment."
After saying that, Master Wuwei thought for a while, then hurried out the door.
After the time it took to burn a stick of incense, Master Wuwei returned. His hands were stained with a little dirt, and he carried a dirt-covered box, which he gently placed in Lu