Lu Zhou was in no hurry to decipher the memories. Since it was night, he opened the wooden windows and allowed the night breeze to enter.
He felt much better now. What happened today had bothered him. 'Who's this Ye Zhen character?'
The cherry blossom tree on Lofty Steep Mountain bloomed all year round. That must be due to the power of the Daoist veins. The dojo's setting and the position of the 'ru' canvas were strange. There was definitely more than met the eyes with Ye Zhen. He did not regret using his Deadly Strike Card. Under those circumstances, Ye Zhen clearly had many other plans he could fall back on; it was most reasonable to kill Ye Zhen to spare himself troubles in the future. Regardless, despite having already killed Ye Zhen, he could not help but feel that something was amiss.