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At that moment, Xue Qingyu and Xue Beibei finally encountered Lu Tianming. Observing his appearance and attire, it was clear he did not belong to the Southern Region, the San Zong, or the Six Great Families. However, the aura of cultivation surrounding him indicated that he was not an ordinary person.
Xue Qingyu stepped forward, her voice cutting through the cold wind with an icy clarity. "May I ask if you have seen a man? He wields a Holy Weapon and is skilled in formations."
Upon hearing this, Lu Tianming felt a surge of alertness rise within him. His gaze flickered as he pondered: Could these people be connected to Zhang Yi? Are they part of the same group? Yet, he maintained a composed facade. "I have not seen him. May I ask what your relationship is with that man? If I happen to encounter him, I will certainly inform you."
Just as Lu Tianming finished speaking, Xue Beibei abruptly interrupted him, her voice laced with hatred. "How could Qing Yu possibly be related to him? That Zhang Yi is the very person we intend to hunt down!"
Xue Qingyu looked at Xue Beibei, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes. This little girl was always so straightforward, unaware of the treachery in people's hearts. Despite her cultivation level having risen to Feng Wang Jiu, her maturity in character still seemed lacking. The other party was merely probing, yet she had revealed their intentions without reservation.
At this moment, Lu Tianming listened to their words and observed their expressions; they did not appear to be deceiving him, which made him contemplate deeply. After a moment, he slowly spoke again. "In fact, we just crossed paths."
As soon as these words left his mouth, Xue Beibei exploded with anger. She glared at Lu Tianming and questioned, "You claim to be nobody special; just moments ago you said you hadn't seen him, and now you say you've crossed paths? How can we tell which statement is true and which is false?"
Seeing this, Xue Qingyu quickly stepped forward to cover Xue Beibei's mouth and apologetically addressed Lu Tianming. "Please do not take offense; my younger sister is young and ignorant, lacking discretion."
Lu Tianming looked at Xue Beibei, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. This little girl, though simple-minded, possessed a straightforwardness and innocence that intrigued him. He smiled slightly and replied casually, "It's no trouble at all. When you first asked about him, I thought you were part of the same group and thus had no reason to conceal anything."
Xue Qingyu furrowed her brow slightly and pressed on with her inquiry. "Then where is Zhang Yi now?"
Lu Tianming's expression turned serious as he answered earnestly. "Zhang Yi and Yun Fei are pursuing me; both sides are evenly matched and it’s hard to determine a victor. In the end, Zhang Yi resorted to severely injuring Yun Fei in order to escape using a teleportation talisman."
Xue Beibei, overhearing the conversation, couldn't help but express her indignation. "Zhang Yi's actions are truly despicable and shameless; it's just his usual style."
After saying this, she turned her gaze toward Lu Tianming, her eyes filled with scrutiny.
Xue Qingyu observed Lu Tianming's handsome appearance and composed demeanor, which did not resemble that of a deceitful person. She slowly remarked, "You are alone in this; it seems rather weak."
"Our Xue Family and Yun Family are sworn enemies. Since you stand against the Yun Family, you are naturally a friend of the Xue Family."
Her words conveyed an undeniable conviction.
Upon hearing this, Lu Tianming pondered silently: After all, the Yun Family has already offended the Zhang Family. Now, joining forces with the Xue Family might not be a bad option.
Thus, he refrained from being overly polite or rejecting the offer. He simply nodded slightly, tacitly accepting Xue Qingyu's proposal.
In that moment, a subtle understanding was reached among the three of them, aligning them on the same side for the time being.
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