In just a few breaths, Lu Zhou appeared between the two of them and struck with his palm.
There was a blue light in his palm.
The palm strike was not aimed at the middle-aged man, but at Zhu Honggong.
Bang!
Zhu Honggong felt as if the world was spinning around him. He pointed and said, "Sneak attack … I … Y-You … You're finished. My master … is not a pushover."
"…"
After Lu Zhou was done with his attack, he suddenly felt that he had been too gentle with his palm strike.
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he fell to the ground.
Lu Zhou stood next to Zhu Honggong. He looked around and said, "Bring me to your master while there's no one around."
This was the reason Lu Zhou attacked Zhu Honggong.
With Zhu Honggong's abilities, if he had held back, the middle-aged man would not have been able to take him down. However, judging from the middle-aged man's words, there was someone behind him. If he were to make a move on the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man would rather die than lure out the person behind him.
Moreover, Lu Zhou could sense that the middle-aged man did not intend to kill Zhu Honggong.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man took a step back and said, "You are?"
"My surname is Lu," Lu Zhou answered honestly.
Who is more honest than this old man?
"Thank you for your help, Old Mister Lu. I hope Old Mister Lu can hand him over to me," the middle-aged man said.
"I'll leave it to you. Answer a few of my questions," Lu Zhou said.
"Please speak, Old Mister Lu."
"What's your name?"
"Jiang Pu."
"Why did you take him away?" Lu Zhou asked.
"Old Mister Lu must have misunderstood. We are just old friends reuniting, nothing more," Jiang Pu said.
"If that's the case, I'm afraid I can't hand him over to you … Why don't you kill him and make a name for yourself?"
"…"
At this moment, Zhu Honggong flipped around and pointed a finger at the sky. He said in a daze, "Who … Who dares touch me … My master … My master isn't someone to be trifled with … someone to be trifled with …"
Bang!
Lu Zhou kicked him. 'You bastard! You act one way in front of others, but how dare you set me up behind my back!'
"Don't, don't, don't …" Jiang Pu thought he was going to kill him and quickly reached out. "Don't kill him! Let's talk this out! "
"…"
"Old Mister Lu, why do you have to make things difficult for him? Aren't you afraid that the Evil Sky Pavilion will come after you? Moreover, this is the Divine Capital. The slightest commotion will surely attract the Nether Sect's attention, "Jiang Pu said.
"Are you afraid of the Evil Sky Pavilion?" Lu Zhou asked.
"I'm not afraid. It's just a basic respect …" Jiang Pu said. "How about this? Bring him to meet my master, and you'll know everything."
I couldn't ask for more.
Lu Zhou said calmly, "Alright. Then lead the way. "
…
In front of a hidden courtyard in the Divine Capital.
"Please."
Jiang Pu brought Lu Zhou and the unconscious Zhu Honggong into the courtyard.
As soon as he entered the courtyard.
Four or five tall young men walked out and looked at them.
Lu Zhou glanced at Zhu Honggong before tossing him to the ground.
Jiang Pu bowed in the direction of the main room. "Saint Lord, I have brought him here."
"Very good."
An old and low voice came from inside the house, but the voice seemed very tired.
Creak —
The door opened.
Lu Zhou stood with his hands on his back. He looked in the direction of the voice. 'Who's this person who's been following Zhu Honggong? Is it Great Yan's Imperial tutor or someone from the ten great sects who's eyeing the Evil Sky Pavilion? Or is it as Zhu Honggong said, a fanatical admirer? '
The one who walked out of the house was a slightly hunchbacked, grey-haired old man.
When Lu Zhou saw this person, his eyes brightened. 'So, it's you, old geezer … Come to think of it, Ji Tiandao and this old man have a deep relationship. This old man was Zhu Tianyuan, the Ancient Saint Cult's Holy Master who had retired a long time ago.
However, this was not the time to think about this. Moreover, he had to act as though he did not know this old man. He had to figure out what this old man was up to.
"Greetings, Saint Lord!"
The person at the door bowed.
Jiang Pu made the introductions. "Saint Lord, this is Old Mister Lu. He helped knock out the young master and brought him back."
'That's right.'
Lu Zhou nodded inwardly.
The old man who was addressed as the Holy Lord looked at Zhu Honggong who was lying on the ground like a dead pig. He frowned and said, "I knew it! Acknowledging him as my master won't end well! Look at his shabby appearance, he doesn't look like the Sacred Master of our Ancient Sacred Cult at all! "
After he finished complaining, Zhu Tianyuan looked at Lu Zhou and asked in confusion, "Aren't you shocked or afraid?"
"Why should I be afraid? Why should I be shocked?" Lu Zhou asked.
Zhu Tianyuan studied Lu Zhou. He nodded and said, "Interesting."
Jiang Pu said,
"Old Mister Lu, to tell you the truth, the Evil Sky Pavilion's Mister Eighth is the son of my Holy Master."
Nonsense.
I knew it the moment I saw him.
Lu Zhou said, "I see."
"So, you can't kill him," Jiang Pu added.
"No wonder you wanted to stop me from being ruthless."
Zhu Tianyuan, the Holy Master, said, "Forget it … You wanted to help. We don't owe each other anything. Send this old man away. "
"Wait," Lu Zhou said.
"What's up?"
"I'm slightly curious … Since he's an Evil Sky Pavilion disciple, why didn't you pay him a visit? Why did you send someone to tail him?" Lu Zhou said. He could not leave without figuring out the situation. Moreover, it was clear the old man did not want to see him.
Zhu Tianyuan said.
"Old Mister Lu, aren't you being a little too nosy?"
"I was the one who brought him here, after all. It's only natural for me to question him," Lu Zhou said.
Zhu Tianyuan frowned. "Are you capable of meddling in the Ancient Saint Cult's affairs?"
"This is not the answer I want."
This answer puzzled Zhu Tianyuan even more. He studied Lu Zhou again and said, "Your cultivation base isn't bad. No wonder you're so confident … I heard from Jiang Pu that you're going to kill my son?"
"Shouldn't the devils be killed?" Lu Zhou asked deliberately.
"Times have changed … Although I don't really like Old Villain Ji, I'm not a big fan of him. However, he was the greatest Nine-leaf cultivator in the world. In this world, the strong were revered. With his own strength, he held up the golden mirror and shone upon the people. He killed the Other Tribesmen and drove away the barbarians. I'm impressed by this … His first disciple, Yu Zhenghai, supported the world and risked his life to protect the people. Is that not worthy of your respect? "Zhu Tianyuan asked.
As soon as Zhu Honggong finished speaking, Zhu Honggong woke up.
He shuddered and rose to his feet.
Jiang Pu was already prepared. He pressed two fingers on his meridian point and said, "Young master!"
Zhu Honggong looked around and said, "What young master? Where is this? Who knocked me out just now? Shameless bastard! Don't sneak up on me if you dare! Come out and face me! "
Lu Zhou. "…"
'This rascal has gone too easy on him.'
"Calm down, young master! The Holy Master has been waiting for you for a long time! "Jiang Pu reminded him.
Zhu Honggong looked up. He looked past Lu Zhou and at Zhu Tianyuan who was standing in the corridor.
The young men at the side fell to one knee. "Greetings, young master!"
Zhu Honggong was baffled.
Zhu Tianyuan walked up to Zhu Honggong excitedly and said, "Son … You've suffered under Old Villain Ji! You're so skinny now! "
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