Lu Yu's pupils tightened; this person was even more terrifying than he had imagined. Though aged, he inspired a chilling sensation, as if facing a peer, brimming with untapped potential.
No, one could say more fearsome than any rival of his age.
With this thought, Lu Yu took a deep breath. He glanced at Xiao Han and the others, then turned and left with Meng Tianzheng.
Xiao Han's brows furrowed slightly as he stared at Lu Yu—he had a premonition that this would become a significant trouble. That enmity, unfounded as it was, would surely lead to a clash in the future.
In fact, his taking Meng Tianzheng away said it all.
"Lu Yu, I have not heard this name before; could it be that he and that unnamed young man come from the same place?" Xiao Han said, frowning.
Everyone shook their heads; they had never heard of Lu Yu, and as for the Thirty-Six Heavens, they also had no clue what such a realm entailed.
