Lu Gu remembered that he had taken several disciples from other lands.
As the Great Shaman of Xia Jin, a man with immense ambition and drive, Lu Gu had realized early on the value of outsiders.
So he had befriended some of them to secure benefits for himself.
But...
Lu Gu was certain that this man before him was utterly unfamiliar.
Especially the level of witchcraft the other had displayed.
Instantly cast witchcraft and abundant spiritual power—this was already at the level required to serve as a High Shaman in one of Xia Jin's lesser character divisions!
Even his most prized disciple from among the outsiders did not possess witchcraft of this caliber.
In fact...
Among all his disciples, this man would still rank among the very best.
If such a person existed, Lu Gu could not possibly have no impression of him whatsoever.
What confused Lu Gu even more was that...
The other had even used Wind Vein Technique, a wind-control witchcraft Lu Gu had only created three years ago.
Even among his own disciples, Lu Gu had taught this witchcraft only to a few personal disciples—which was precisely why every army in the plan to invade the northern border of the Three Hills had been assigned one of his personal disciples.
Aside from the great importance of this war, which meant Lu Gu had to ensure that the battle remained controllable and that his trusted people held power in every character division, there was another major reason: only these shaman disciples who had mastered the Wind Veins could use the Wind Vein passages in the sky to transfer a thousand people.
Yet among those disciples... none had wielded it as skillfully or performed as well as Lin Yu.
Just now, the other had even stirred more than a