"What's wrong?"
Shen Liyue and Xuan Xiaoxiao looked toward Lu Xuan.
The usually taciturn man had suddenly become agitated upon hearing news of Lu Ying, leaving them completely baffled.
"Nothing," Lu Xuan said, his eyes darting away. Realizing he had overreacted, he hurriedly changed his explanation as his thoughts spun:
"I was thinking that this is our chance. Should we take out the number-one prodigy?"
As he spoke,
he made a throat-slitting gesture to show that he had no other intentions.
"No!"
Shen Liyue waved her hand decisively and said gravely, "Principal Long said that talents like this are generally cultivated by the upper echelons of the Federation. If anything happens to her, they'll turn Jinling City upside down."
Her words were not exaggerated, but they carried a hint of warning.
Besides,
the number-one prodigy had already reached the Qi and Blood Martial Master realm. If they really fought to the death, it was still unknown who would live and who would die.
Disciples of great powers had deep foundations. They were nothing like this group of Rogue Cultivators.
"I see."
Lu Xuan pretended to understand, then sat back down on the sofa. His thoughts, however, were no longer on his family. Instead, they drifted toward his younger sister's home across the way.
Damn it!
"Could this be karma?"
Lu Xuan had no idea how else to explain this coincidental encounter.
He had just snatched someone's battle suit.
And the other party had immediately afterward made contact with his younger sister.
This was too bizarre.
If he did not invoke karma, there was truly no way to explain how his younger sister had gotten mixed up with Jiangnan Martial University's number-one prodigy.
But then, Lu Xuan understood.
"After all, she's the number-one prodigy. She'll definitely be helpful to my younger