You Wujiang.
A man's name was like a tree's shadow.
Those three words alone made the Jiangdong heroes present feel a palpable pressure.
Twenty-seven years old, with Lotus-Planting Realm cultivation brought to perfection.
What kind of concept was that?
At the usual rate of advancement for martial artists, someone of that age who had tempered themselves to some degree in the Bone Resonance Realm would already count as fine jade and good timber.
Even the prodigies painstakingly nurtured by the great Lineages could at most enter Ink-Dotting.
Yet this man had already reached the end of Lotus-Planting, only half a step away from Mountain-Viewing.
Lu Jingchun drew a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and strode forward.
"This subordinate, Lu Jingchun, greets the three Gold-Robed Inspectors."
Though he too was in the Lotus-Planting Realm and held high office over a region, he kept his bearing exceedingly humble before the three of them.
Whether the two veteran Mountain-Viewing Realm inspectors or this peerless monster destined to enter Lamp-Lighting, neither was someone he could afford to slight.
"Cough, cough..."
The stooped old man at the forefront covered his mouth and coughed twice before speaking. "Commander Lu, there is no need for such ceremony."
"Granny Liu and I are both people with one foot already in the grave. We came south this time merely to lend our presence. The actual deployment and strategy will still have to rely on Lord Lu."
The elderly woman beside him smiled and nodded as well.
The wrinkles across her face spread open, making her look exceptionally kind, like an old grandmother next door basking in the sun.
"Exactly, exactly. This old woman's eyes are poor, and her legs are none too steady. Wherever Lord Lu points, this old woman will strike."
Their amiable attitude made