After making arrangements for Lu Wushuang and the others, Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng followed the trail Xiang Kuang had left behind. Once separated from Lu Wushuang's group, the two of them moved noticeably faster.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes flickered as he continued mulling over the contents of Su Qing's bone-arrow message. Though it had contained only a few brief sentences, it had unraveled all the doubts that had been lingering in Lu Xiaotian's mind.
"Dragon Lion, Ghost Fire True Person, take turns keeping watch for me. See whether any Zhao Household members use illusion arts to escape back." Lu Xiaotian's face was cold. Since the purpose was to lure the experts of every race into attacking the Dragon Deer, either the Dragon Deer's strength had completely surpassed the level of Nascent Soul Cultivators, or there were other dangers lurking in its habitat. Since it was a trap, the Zhao Household members would certainly seize an opportunity to withdraw.
For them to be willing to set such a trap showed that their understanding of the Dragon Deer surpassed that of the great races. Lu Xiaotian wanted to see what kind of game these Zhao Household members were playing. They were actually willing to bury the experts of every race here—such madness. Could it be because they had been holed up in one corner for too long and wanted to seize dominance in the Spirit Ruins, even extending their influence completely into the Crimson Abyss Continent?
"When we run into Uncle Kuang later, you must address him as an elder too." Xiang Qingcheng shot Lu Xiaotian a sidelong glance.
"Why?" Lu Xiaotian had just notified Dragon Lion and Ghost Fire True Person. Hearing Xiang Qingcheng's demand, he immediately asked in astonishment.
"He's my elder. Do you want me to call you Uncle