From what Lu Zhou knew, there were not many people who knew this poem. Including Ji Tiandao, there were no more than two people who knew this poem. How could he not be shocked when the barbaric man recited the poem in the Unknown Land?
Lu Zhou looked at the man standing on Tulu's back and asked, "Where did you learn this poem?"
The man replied with a smile, "That's not important. I only obey my orders."
"This poem is about my disciples," Lu Zhou said.
In Lu Zhou's impression, there shouldn't be many people who knew this poem, and Ji Tiandao was only two people. The poem alluded to the names of his disciples, after all. To be able to hear a barbarian-like cultivator reciting this poem in the vicinity of an unknown place really surprised Lu Zhou.
Lu Zhou raised his head and looked at the cultivator standing behind the soil strand. He said, "Where did you learn this poem?"
