One could say that this was Lu Chen's greatest secret at the bottom of his heart.
Even excluding Li Qingyao and Lu Tianren, no one knew!
But Xuan Hong...
How did he recognize it?
"Lu Chen, my boy," Xuan Hong sat up, even though there was still a bloody hole in his abdomen, oozing blood and Spiritual Power.
"I have lived long enough, and in this lifetime I have only misjudged one person, and that was Ji Changchun. Therefore, my eyes are not blind!"
Lu Chen narrowed his eyes and said, "Then how did you know that I am a person of the Hatetian Clan? Does that mean you were also involved in the events of the past year?"
What he referred to was naturally the incident in the heavenly abyss.
"Not at all," Xuan Hong's lips curved into an arc, "Now I have two demands. One is that you go kill Ji Changchun, and the other… is to protect my Xuanyun Sect! Otherwise, I won't tell you!"
Lu Chen, however, laughed.
