"Zhao Jian'an, that old bastard, ran pretty fast."
Before Mr. Bei and the others could react, they saw Lu Beiming descend from the sky.
They were all stunned.
They knew Lu Beiming would meet them at the border of Central Province, but even they had not sensed his arrival. Zhao Jian'an's perception was that sharp?
"You know Zhao Jian'an, the King of the Northern Suppression?" Mr. Bei asked in surprise.
Lu Beiming said blandly, "Back when he was in Youzhou, he wanted to subdue that great northern province, but he was defeated by Feng Tianyang, the former alliance leader of the One Qi Piercing Sun Alliance, and fled Youzhou in disgrace.
"Who knew what he was thinking? Perhaps he felt it would be too embarrassing to return to the Capital City just like that. After he happened upon one of our Radiance Cult branch altars, he actually tried to wipe it out, hoping to bring some merit back to the Capital City.
"I happened to be close to that branch altar at the time, so I stepped in to save it.
"Zhao Jian'an was still young then, his vitality overflowing. He only escaped with his life by using the imperial clan's trump cards and desperately burning his blood and qi.
"I reckon he remembered my aura from then on. The moment I drew near, he caught my scent and ran."
Only then did everyone understand. No wonder Zhao Jian'an had fled so quickly—Lu Beiming had beaten a lasting shadow into him.
"Judging by the looks of you, you obtained both the Seven Kill Stele and the Dragon Vein?
"To draw Zhao Jian'an out from the imperial palace, you must have caused quite a commotion, no?"
Mr. Bei nodded and quickly gave Lu Beiming a rough account of what had happened.