"No, junior's martial sister seemed not to know anything. After all, she was only at the Spirit Transformation stage back then, so what she knew was probably quite limited," Lan Xuan guessed.
"Your lord sent her to Yuanling City back then precisely because her cultivation was low. If she'd been at the Void God stage, do you think he could have kept it from prying eyes?" The black-armored man snorted.
"Perhaps we could bring junior's martial sister here and question her. Then we might learn the reason," Lan Xuan ventured.
"I'd like to, but forget it. You have nothing more to do here." The black-armored man waved a hand.
"Then this junior will take his leave." Lan Xuan nodded and cupped his hands to the black-armored man before turning into a streak of light and disappearing into the sky. Just as the black-armored man was about to leave, he suddenly heard a voice transmit to him.
"It's been several years. I didn't expect you to have recovered to this extent, senior. Congratulations."
"Friend Lu!" The black-armored man stiffened and looked all around, secretly astonished. If an ordinary Combined-stage expert had approached, there was no way he would have failed to notice. It had only been six or seven years since he and Lu Xiaotian parted, a mere blink of an eye, yet Lu Xiaotian had advanced to such a degree. Back when Lu Xiaotian had fought at Thousand Sounds Temple and gravely wounded Thunder Monk Ming'e, others might not have known the details, but he knew them all too well. Without his Nine-Ring Lightning-Attracting Needles, Lu Xiaotian wouldn't have been a match for Thunder Monk Ming'e then. "Since you're here, why not show yourself?"
After his surprise passed, the black-armored man relaxed. He had no grudge against Lu Xiaotian, and