Lu Zhou looked at the small figure with a neutral expression. 'I don't recognize him… If I'm exposed, they'll definitely gang up on me… That's dangerous...'
Lu Zhou looked at the buildings around the Flying Star House. Their different heights had a wave-like pattern similar to the five peaks. The peaks could not be seen at all; they seemed taller and loftier than the Ninth Temple. There was a kind of beauty in the lack of symmetry.
Lu Zhou said, "I'm… fine."
"Fine?" The disciple scratched his head, but he did not think much about it. He said, "Elder Meng, this way please."
"What's so urgent?"
"I don't know. You'll have to ask him yourself." He was only an ordinary disciple. How would he know about the matters of Ye Zhen and the others?
Lu Zhou remembered Sikong Beichen's flying letter. Since these two managed to return to the Flying Star House, it was clear Sikong Beichen did not gain much of an upper hand
"Lead the way."
