Lu Chengfeng stood by the Han River, staring at the receding boat, murmuring softly, "Zhao Tianyou..."
At first, he indeed did not notice anything unusual about Zhao Tianyou. But ever since he began refining the Half-Step Celestial Human gift and studying the Unparalleled Divine Skill Eight Desolates Divine Fire Dragon, that extremely subtle aura on him became ever harder to escape his notice.
"Like a Divine Dragon, capable of deep or shallow, large or small; twenty years without cultivating Inner Strength, his cunning and scheming are even greater than my own."
"Once this person leaves Central Capital, he will be like a dragon swimming in the sea, a tiger returning to the forest, and it won't be long before he rises again and makes a name for himself in the Martial World."
The reason why Lu Chengfeng didn't kill Zhao Tianyou to silence him was because he saw potential in him; there was no blood feud between them, and he actually had done him a great favor.
