"What's wrong, Zhao Lie?"
Seeing the strange expression on the man's face, Shi Tianlu furrowed his brow.
"Your daughter's already a centurion in the Demon-Suppression Army. Don't try to fool me—has she really been practicing martial arts for less than a year?"
Shi Tianlu froze.
A centurion? How was that possible?
To be promoted to centurion, one had to earn more than two hundred thousand merit points and reach the Xiantian Realm. Shi Lan couldn't possibly meet either requirement.
"Could she have the same name?" Shi Tianlu asked once he'd recovered.
Zhao Lie shook his head. "There's no mistake. Unless you have two daughters named Shi Lan."
Shi Tianlu set aside his doubts for the moment. "Can you confirm her location?"
"We can only get a rough idea of where she is, and we could be off by tens of thousands of miles. Right now, Jiuxiao City can't spare enough people to search for her."
"Since your daughter has reached the Xiantian Realm, she should be safe as long as she's careful and steers clear of the beast hordes. Don't worry."
Seeing the worry still on Shi Tianlu's face, Zhao Lie offered him a few words of comfort.
"I understand. Thanks."
Watching Shi Tianlu walk away, Zhao Lie rubbed his chin, deep in thought. It looked like he'd have to send someone to make inquiries and keep an eye out.
A Xiantian Realm martial artist so young couldn't possibly be unknown. They couldn't just leave her wandering out there, either. There could never be too many geniuses.
And if Shi Lan really had only been practicing martial arts for less than a year, as Shi Tianlu said...
"Pfft—"
A drop of fat fell into the fire, sending sparks dancing into the air.
Shi Lan sat by the fire, roasting the