Yang Tian followed the Palace Master into the hall and saw Lin Zhenbang and Hua Tiandu getting acquainted.
Li Min was standing behind Lin Zhenbang, her expression cold.
Perhaps sensing Yang Tian's arrival, Li Min raised her head and glanced at Yang Tian with a somewhat icy demeanor.
"Yang Tian, you're here?"
Hua Tiandu said boldly, "Have a seat!"
Two disciples promptly brought a chair over for Yang Tian.
When someone is overly hospitable without reason, they either have ulterior motives or are up to no good.
Yang Tian sat on the chair and used his Divine Sense to probe Li Min's body, only to frown. He discovered that Li Min's Divine Breath showed no fluctuations.
If he didn't know Li Min was a martial artist, Yang Tian would definitely assume she was just an ordinary person.
"Li Min battled Chiyou and whether she survives or gets injured, yet not only is she unharmed, she has also concealed her Divine Breath?"
Yang Tian thought to himself.
