Chương 1492: The Dying Saint

Hua Yin and the others turned to look in the direction of the voice and saw the people of the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Lu Zhou led the others and walked into the Autumn Dew Mountain Pavilion in an imposing manner.

Some of Chen Fu's disciples were surprised and some frowned.

The young attendant stood between the two parties and said, "It's indeed Saint Chen who invited Pavilion Master Lu here. I hope all of you don't misunderstand."

Zhang Xiaoruo, the fifth disciple, said, "A mere attendant dares to spout nonsense! If master wanted something done, why would he send you instead of us?"

"T-this… This…" the young attendant stammered.

Zhang Xiaoruo continued to say, "You're getting bolder and bolder."

Lu Zhou swept his gaze across the crowd and asked, "You're Chen Fu's ten disciples?"

Hua Yin had met Lu Zhou before so he knew Lu Zhou's cultivation was unfathomable. He said politely, "This junior, Hua Yin, greets Senior Lu."