Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were the two great figures of Ask Dao Sect Legend. Daoist Buyu had even devoted separate character chapters to telling their stories. It was no exaggeration to say their names were known throughout the world.
Whether they were cultivators from out of town or local cultivators from the Imperial City, they had all heard of the two men.
The local cultivators knew a little more. For example, they knew just how illustrious Meng Jingzhou had once been in the Imperial City.
If he hadn't run away from home, there'd be no such thing as the Four Young Masters of the Imperial City.
Recently, Lu Yang's name had become even more famous than Meng Jingzhou's. Daoist Buyu's promotion to Tribulation Transcendence had drawn the attention of countless people, and Lu Yang had been swept up in it.
Lu Yang pressed a hand to his forehead. He hadn't expected to be so famous. Meng had only called out, "Old Lu," and they'd guessed his identity.
Since that was the case, there was no point pretending anymore.
Lu Yang took off his mask as well, revealing the face known to all.
"It really is him!"
"You're Lu Yang!" Li Zhuo's attention shifted to Lu Yang.
His grandfather had some old grievance with Daoist Buyu, and had warned him that if he ever ran into Lu Yang, he had to teach him a good lesson.
Now, he felt lucky if he could just protect himself.
"Xiao Zhuo, you brat, you're pretty brazen. There's nowhere left to eat, so you steal someone else's seat? How come you weren't like this back when you were running around with me?"
Li Zhuo gave an awkward, ingratiating smile, not daring to say a word.
"Uncle Xu, don't worry about us. We'll take another