"Younger Brother Lu, can you cast the Body-Freezing Curse?"
Lu Zheng nodded. Without the Body-Freezing Curse, he couldn't have defeated Gao Junyu so quickly.
Hu Yijun, "..."
Gao Xiu, "..."
Wang Muran, "..."
Hu Yijun realized that he hadn't known Lu Zheng for long enough and actually didn't understand him well.
Previously, he only knew that Lu Zheng was an Outer Disciple of the White Cloud Temple, practiced both martial arts and Flying Sword skills, and had a fox-girl fiancée with good potential.
Moreover, his character and knowledge were excellent, his demeanor and insight were extraordinary, he saved Wang Yuzhi's life, and taught Hu Zhou well; otherwise, Hu Yijun wouldn't have taken a special interest and acknowledged him as a younger brother.
Now looking again, he found that Lu Zheng could bring out top-grade wine, rare spices, mortal divine soldiers, and after only two years of cultivation, he had learned the Daoist Sect's Body-Freezing Curse...
