In the bamboo forest, Zhao Changjun looked at Lu Ming before him and felt somewhat bewildered for a moment.
"What? Lu Chuan? Who is Lu Chuan?"
"Think again, the person you saw in the bamboo forest today when you arrived!"
Zhao Changjun was stunned for a moment, and after seriously pondering with furrowed brows, he suddenly remembered something.
When he encountered Hua Qianwu today, among the people before him, there was only one man.
That man was likely Lu Chuan.
"The one you want to kill is that guy, is he very strong?"
Lu Ming nodded slightly, "He is very strong, and he has many tactics. I mainly lost because I didn't understand my opponent. Given another chance, I will definitely take his head."
"But now, having lost one hand, I'm afraid it's going to be much harder. However, no matter what, I must kill him; otherwise, I would have no face to return!"
