"So, it's understandable that you wouldn't know... The Three Realms Martial Meet is a grand martial arts event jointly held by the various races of the Three Realms. When the time comes, many members of the different sects will take part, improving themselves through battle and competing for rewards," Lu Huaming explained.
"Demonic energy!" Shen Luo was about to speak when his brow suddenly furrowed, his expression turning wary.
This demonic energy was completely undisguised, and it was not coming from Gu Hualing.
Immediately afterward, he looked toward the source of the demonic aura and saw a towering Tiger-Head Monster clad in armor, carrying a stack of dossiers in his arms as he swaggered past ahead of them.
The creature seemed to notice Shen Luo's scrutiny and turned to look their way.
Shen Luo turned his wrist, about to summon the Dragon Horn Awl, when something astonishing happened.
The Tiger-Head Monster raised his brows and flashed him a grin. He even lifted one claw and waved it warmly, as though greeting an old friend.
Shen Luo stared blankly at his sharp, white-glinting fangs.
When he turned around, he saw that Lu Huaming had also raised a hand and was waving back at the Tiger-Head Monster.
Even after the Tiger-Head Monster vanished around the corner of the corridor, Shen Luo had yet to recover from his shock and confusion.
Seeing Shen Luo's strange expression, Lu Huaming explained, "That fellow is called Fu Donglai. He also serves in the Government Office. Though he's quite capable in battle, he prefers clerical work."
"If I'm not mistaken, he's from the Demon Clan, isn't he?" Shen Luo asked in astonishment.
Lu Huaming slapped his forehead and suddenly realized. "I forgot you were trapped in that secret realm for years and know nothing about what's happened