Lu Yin stared at Old Man Yu for a long moment.
Old Man Yu gave a wry smile. "Lord Lu, don't look at me like that. Zhi Kong Domain has a long history and an outlook ahead of its time, but that doesn't mean we know everything. Take Old Salamander's scheme, for instance. If you and Wu Huang hadn't worked together, we never would've forced his hand. Who could've imagined that an old fellow who did nothing but eat and wait to die, with his end near, would compete for the Sang Tian position?"
"Sometimes, the smarter people are, the more easily appearances mislead them."
Lu Yin looked away and headed toward Zhi Kong Domain in silence.
Old Man Yu watched Lu Yin's back for a while, then followed him. "Lord Lu still doesn't believe me?"
"How much do you know about Meng Sang Tian?" Lu Yin didn't answer. Instead, he asked a question.
Old Man Yu wasn't surprised. After all, Meng Sang Tian had intervened and allowed Old Salamander to escape. "Meng Sang Tian is a Beast-form Spiritual Molting, but has never had any dealings with Ten Thousand Beast Territory. You can't call it Ten Thousand Beast Territory's second Sang Tian."
"Until now, no one expected Meng Sang Tian to suddenly step in. In a head-on fight, it couldn't beat Wu Huang, but Wu Huang probably couldn't keep it there, either. It may be the best at escaping among the Seven Great Sang Tian."
"The ability to enter dreams is far more useful for ambushes than for direct combat."
Lu Yin was curious. "Didn't you ever suspect that Meng Sang Tian was someone Wu Huang had planted among the Seven Great Sang Tian? Why else would it save him?"
Old Man Yu shook his head. "Never. First, Wu Huang