After Lu Tianyi Realm was exiled, some people had acted, while others had not. At the time, Lu Qi had been unable to see everything.
Wang Jian had no time to answer. Leng Qing's blade came slashing down from an impossible angle, its powerful Blade Intent breaking through Wang Jian's defenses and leaving a wound on his body.
Wang Jian didn't dare lose focus.
"Lu Qi, you scoundrel! Let go of me!" Wang Miaomiao struggled.
Lu Qi looked down at Wang Miaomiao, his expression stern and cold. "Was Wang Jian involved in the exile of my Lu family?"
Wang Miaomiao stopped struggling. She bit her lip, and under Lu Qi's gaze, finally shook her head. "Ancestor has always stayed in the Outer Realm. He's never left, and had nothing to do with the exile of the Lu family. I swear on my life."
Lu Qi looked at Wang Miaomiao. She met his gaze without fear.
After watching her for a while, Lu Qi suddenly smiled. "I believe you." As he spoke, he let go. Wang Miaomiao fell straight to the ground, landing on her rear with a cry of surprise. She glared at Lu Qi, furious.
Lu Qi placed a hand on top of Wang Miaomiao's head. "You're the one who told me to let go."
Wang Miaomiao swung her hand to smack Lu Qi away, but he had already vanished.
Wang Jian pointed, and black ropes descended from the void to bind Leng Qing. Leng Qing brought his blade down. The Forbidden Art was a decisive force in battles between juniors, but it couldn't sway a fight between Ancestors.
An Ancestor could create their own secret arts.
Wang Jian used the Forbidden Art to put distance between himself and Leng Qing, panting heavily. This man had only recently broken