Take a step...
At this moment, the setting sun was sinking below the horizon, and the sky was gradually darkening.
Zhao Douan calmly said these words, seeing in front of him this middle-aged Daoist, who was clearly the owner of Zixiao Palace, with eyes deep and vast like the ocean.
Lu Zhengchun was very surprised.
Surprised by the sudden and unprovoked appearance of the other party.
As a covert member of the Kuangfu Society, his identity had always been well-hidden, known only to a few high-ranking members.
He was also one of those who had pledged allegiance to the Second Prince Jian Wen back then.
This time, Zhuang Xiaocheng wanted to lure Zhao Douan to Feng City to complete the assassination. Lu Zhengchun had his own calculations in mind:
He initially planned to make his move in the shadows, to maximize hunting success while preserving his own temple.
