Such a thing as Tian-di spirit, can it really be lent to others?
Shangguan Yunlan, upon seeing this, looked at Mo Ronghua with a suspicious gaze.
"Mr. Mo, is the record about Lu Xuan from the White Dao Prefecture here truly accurate?"
With that said, Shangguan Yunlan had the Black Feather Guard beside her pass the archive to Mo Ronghua.
"Lu Xuan?"
Upon hearing these two words, Li Chengxing's eyes flashed with brilliance as he raised his hand, fingers slightly bent, and grasped at the void.
The archive, just handed to Mo Ronghua, seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand.
The archive book separated from Mo Ronghua's hand and flew swiftly toward Li Chengxing's side.
"Lu Xuan, it's indeed him!"
Reading the record, Li Chengxing's eye twitched involuntarily, evidently left speechless by Lu Xuan's actions.
Seeing this, Mo Ronghua could only manage a bitter smile; he knew without needing to look at the archive which matter Shangguan Yunlan was referring to.
