Before Ang Xiao could even finish speaking, Lü Yang had already reacted.
'He misunderstood!'
This was beyond Lü Yang's expectations. He had no idea what line of reasoning led Ang Xiao to mistake him for Fortune.
But that didn't stop Lü Yang from reacting.
His expression shifted, hard to read. After a long moment, he finally heaved a deep sigh and looked at Ang Xiao. "I must ask, Senior, how did you see through it?"
"It's simple."
Seeing this, Ang Xiao smiled. "All things have their karmic origins. How could a Great Power Cultivator just appear out of thin air?"
"Back when Minor Metal took all the Perfected Lords away, you, Fortune, were not among them. With your means of reincarnation as a Perfected Lord, you should have challenged for the Fruit of Lamp-Cover Fire long ago. I even prepared numerous countermeasures for you... but instead, you vanished without a trace for thirty years, as if you'd evaporated from the face of the earth."
"I almost thought you were dead."
