Lu Xiaotian's expression turned strange as he listened. Even the head of the Mangxiao House—or the heads of the other six major cultivation Aristocratic Clans in Xiang—would never rashly fight Xiao Jinlei after hearing his name. Perhaps only a freak like Xiang Kuang, who was happiest when fighting and preferred stronger opponents, would welcome it.
This is fine, too. I can't beat Xiao Jinlei for the time being, so letting Xiang Kuang beat him up isn't bad. Besides, at this level of combat, even watching from the sidelines would be an immense opportunity.
If Xiao Jinlei wanted to deal with him, he certainly wouldn't make his move in the center of Xiangdu. It was said that Xiao Jinlei's desire for revenge was extremely strong. Even if he intended to act, he would probably choose a relatively remote location.
Lu Xiaotian's lips curled upward. After making an agreement with Xiang Kuang, he leisurely left.
"Patriarch, that fellow surnamed Dongfang has gone out." Not long after Lu Xiaotian left, the two Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivators stationed around the Quiet Elegance Garden reported his movements to Xiao Jinlei. At this point, let alone Lu Xiaotian leaving—even every person in the garden was under Xiao Jinlei's control whenever they went out.
"Got it. Go take care of your business." Seated at the head, a flash of purple lightning flickered in Xiao Jinlei's eyes, giving him a cold and savage air. With a movement of his body, he shot away like a streak of lightning. The messenger's vision blurred, and Xiao Jinlei's whereabouts vanished.
"Ever since I drank that Fierce Marquis Wine, the effect of this Shape-Changing Pill has been greatly reduced. Going out is no longer as convenient as before." The moment Lu Xiaotian left, he noticed the cultivators from the Lei Household