Li Rui's icy gaze shocked Lin Lanxin to her core. She hadn't expected that a youth merely guarding the Saint Heir would also be one of the talents carefully nurtured by a Nine-Star Sect.
Moreover, with the strength to slay a fourth-level Martial King, he would be revered as a patriarchal figure in any ordinary one- or two-star sect.
The Saint Heir waved his hand, and Li Rui's expression instantly turned respectful. "Li Rui," the Saint Heir said, "take the Memory Crystal and bring back footage of the battle. I'm quite interested in that fellow."
Li Rui cupped his fist to accept the order. The Saint Heir then stood up and walked behind the screen.
Lin Lanxin wanted to say more, but under Li Rui's glacial stare, she could only turn and leave with him.
***
In the secret chamber, Ye Qingchen had immersed himself in intense cultivation ever since Qin Yue had left.
At this moment, he had summoned his Dual Pupil Martial Soul and the Wordless Jade Bi, studying them intently.
