Lu Ning's voice rang out across the wilderness.
Two figures suddenly appeared at the same time.
Huyan Zhen, sect master of the Elephant Armor Sect, stood across the sky with his arms folded, his brows slightly furrowed as he studied Lu Ning before him. "You knew we were following you, and you still dared to set a trap for us?"
"So, then."
"You deliberately sent Flender away?"
Shi Nian's gaze was somewhat complicated at that moment as well.
His Remnant Dream martial soul was a mental-type martial soul, making it exceptionally sensitive to danger.
Right now, he sensed danger from Lu Ning.
He simply could not say what was wrong.
"You could say that."
"Mostly, your tailing was just too sloppy."
"You could've just followed me on foot. Hovering up in the clouds and watching from afar? You really don't take people seriously..."
Lu Ning gave them a crude look.
Huyan Zhen's face turned livid.
He truly had no experience with assassination.
His martial soul dictated that his fighting style relied on sweeping, forceful moves.
Moreover, although he had promised Salas he would act, he had not initially intended to do it today. At the very least, he had wanted to find out who was guarding Lu Ning first, but he had never expected Lu Ning to call them out outright.
"You really are clever."
"If you're willing to join Spirit Hall."
"We can spare you. But first, you'll have to give up marrying into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and marry into our Elephant Armor Sect instead."
Shi Nian stood to the side without speaking. Lu Ning raised a brow. "Your Elephant Armor Sect has girls too?"
At that question, Huyan Zhen's expression finally eased a little.
"Yes."
"To be precise."
"Once you reach our level, never mind