He had only gone to the Chu Mansion to find them last night. He did not expect them to hide nearby.
Chu Sihan did not return to the Chu Mansion in Lin Jiang Mansion. There were only a few servants guarding it.
The Chu family would only stay here when they visited Chu Sihan occasionally.
Seeing Lu Zhou roll up his sleeves and about to rush forward, Lu Sheng hurriedly pulled him back.
“Master, bear with it. The ritual is not completed yet.”
When Lu Zhou heard that, he stopped and looked at the young monk who was casting a spell.
The old monk seemed to have noticed something and looked warily in the direction of the duo.
When he saw that there was no one there, he could not help but frown.
“What’s wrong, Master?” Chu Silin asked suspiciously.
The old monk checked his surroundings again before shaking his head. “Nothing.”
Chu Silin said proudly, “Don’t worry, Master. If you hide here, the person chasing you would definitely not think of it.”
The old monk nodded solemnly. “Yes, it’s all thanks to Benefactor Chu’s intelligence. Otherwise, I would have been captured by that person.”
“Who is the person chasing Master? Why is Master so afraid of him?”
A young man asked curiously.
“I don’t know either.” The old monk frowned and shook his head. “This person has a deep Dharmic Dao. I’m not his match.”
“Don’t worry, Master. With our people from An Luo Sect here, we will definitely protect you.”
As soon as the young man finished speaking, a few black figures darted out from the side and stood upright behind him.
Lu Sheng raised her eyebrows. “It’s them.”
“People you know again?” Lu Zhou asked suspiciously.
“I heard they’re from An Luo Sect. When I was transporting the Deng family’s inheritance to Lin Jiang Mansion with Lord Chu previously, they drugged our tea and we were almost harmed by them.”
Chu Sihan said that this An Luo Sect used to have a high status in the pugilistic world. It gradually declined after the previous sect master died and the An Luo Sect landed in Qi Nan’s hands.
This young man was undoubtedly Qi Nan.
Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully, “Never heard of them.”
Lu Sheng smiled and continued observing the situation.
“Benefactor Qi, you must be joking.” The old monk said calmly, “How can a mere mortal stop a cultivator?”
Qi Nan paused and smiled awkwardly.
At that moment, a fire suddenly burned on the offering table. The young monk, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and retracted his mahogany sword.
Lu Zhou’s eyes lit up. “Done!”
Lu Sheng took a step back and smiled. “Master, do you need my help?”
“No need. I can still handle a mere bald old monk. Go and find your Lord Chu.”
Lu Sheng smiled but was not in a hurry to leave. She stood at the side with her arms crossed over her chest.
Lu Zhou walked behind the old monk and caught him.
Seeing the old monk suddenly bend down and grunt, everyone was stunned.
Then, the old monk was lifted up. His watery eyes were filled with fear.
“Did… something powerful come?”
Chu Silin and Qi Nan hid behind and watched this scene with terrified eyes.
When the young monk who had just turned around saw this, his expression changed drastically.
“Master!”
He had just run over when a golden ray suddenly attacked him. He was sent flying and slammed into the wall, fainting immediately.
Everyone from An Luo Sect was dumbfounded. They did not understand what was going on.