"This young friend is a close ally of my nephew, Lu Fang. We only encountered him outside the gates..."
Master Kongjing gently shook his head, his calm yet world-weary eyes landing on the Martial Arts Arena as he spoke softly:
"Mr. Lu, there's no need to explain. This old monk won't trouble this young friend."
Lu Hequn relaxed visibly, and without waiting for Master Kongjing to display his Buddha Light Divine Soul again, he flew up with his hands folded behind his back.
Ye Ningxiu, standing beside him, bowed and followed him towards the Martial Arts Arena.
Master Kongjing paused, his previously serene gaze revealing a slight glimmer of intrigue.
Lu Xiaofeng... if he were from the Buddhist domain, transforming and coming here this time, it's unclear whether to feel joy or concern...
Chen Yi didn't care what notions were swirling in the mind of the old monk Kongjing. In an instant, he landed before Lu Fang, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed heartily, saying:
