On the meteorite, Lu Ye's gaze passed over Nan Lian and examined the newcomer. He found an elderly man with white hair and beard. Though advanced in years, he looked vigorous and sharp-eyed. The faint fluctuations of Magic Power around his body were like a sleeping dragon lying dormant, gently breathing.
Sunlight! Lu Ye immediately sensed it.
"So it is Fellow Daoist Nan Lian." The old man recognized Nan Lian and gave a respectful salute.
There were quite a few Sunlight cultivators in the Asura Arena, though not so many that they were unknown to one another. Most had at least heard of each other, even if they had never met face-to-face.
This old man clearly knew Nan Lian.
"Fellow Daoist Changfeng!" Nan Lian smiled and nodded. "You seem to be in quite a hurry. What brings you here?"
Changfeng... Lu Ye's heart stirred. Ma Bin had called out that name earlier. It seemed this old man was one of those who had just joined in surrounding Ma Bin.
Almost at the same moment Lu Ye realized this, Changfeng suddenly glanced at him. Lu Ye's heart tightened. A Sunlight's perception truly was keen—his own expression had changed by only the slightest degree, yet the other man had noticed. He hurriedly lowered his eyes.
Changfeng's gaze swept over him, then over Hetao and Yu Yaorao before he spoke. "Since you happen to be here, Fellow Daoist, I would like to ask: have you noticed anything or anyone in this area worth paying attention to?"
Nan Lian wore a puzzled expression. "In what regard?"
"In any regard," Changfeng said.
Nan Lian laughed. "Put that way, I do not know how to answer. I have merely been standing here all this while, and I have not discovered anything suspicious."
Changfeng said, "These young