Purpose

"So when His Highness mentioned you earlier, I thought it would be better to see you for myself."

Ning Fengzhi set his teacup back on the table, his tone as casual as if this were an ordinary chat. He did not deliberately slow his speech just because Lu Yuan was only seven.

Lu Yuan sat down beside him without rushing to respond.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had ranked among the Upper Three Sects for many years, and Ning Fengzhi had long maintained dealings with the Heaven Dou Imperial Family. Since he had specifically stayed behind at the First Prince's residence to wait for him today, he naturally could not have done so merely to see what a seven-year-old Soul Grandmaster looked like.

Ning Fengzhi soon asked about the hunting grounds.

"That Rift-Toothed Tiger was nearly nine hundred years old. You were only level twenty-one at the time. Why did you still dare to stay?"

"It had already charged into the assessment area, and we were the closest ones to it. Even if we had retreated, we might not have escaped. Rather than wait for it to catch up, it was better to find a way to stop it first."

Ning Fengzhi looked at him. "Didn't you consider that this was the Royal Hunting Grounds, and someone would naturally handle it?"

"I did." Lu Yuan answered calmly. "But while we waited for people to arrive, the tiger would not stand still and wait."

At those words, the corner of Xue Qinghe's lips seemed to twitch slightly. Ning Fengzhi smiled as well, but did not continue pressing the matter. Instead, his gaze fell on Lu Yuan's right hand.

"His Highness mentioned earlier that your Martial Soul underwent another change last night?"

Lu Yuan raised his hand and condensed the Mountain-Shaking