"To have killed Lew Qing at such a young age, your talent would be considered one of the top in the entire Jiangbei. It's just a pity that you won't survive tonight," Yun Zhonghe spoke indifferently.
Lu Chuan watched the stranger he had never met before with a face full of vigilance, sensing from the other's aura that if a fight broke out, he would very likely not survive beyond three moves.
This was a terrifying individual whose strength far exceeded his own!
"I have no grievance or enmity with you, sir. Why would you say such a thing?" Lu Chuan tentatively asked.
A hint of an amused smile appeared on Yun Zhonghe's face, "Indeed, there is no grievance or enmity between us, and you are a rare and promising seedling. If you were not that woman's child, I might have considered taking you as my disciple."
Lu Chuan furrowed his brows, "Who are you? And who is this 'woman' you refer to?"
