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The competition came to an end, and Lu Zhaozhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The road ahead was still confusing, but fortunately there was hope of moving forward.

The palace guard announced the end of the meeting after notifying us that we would leave for the border tomorrow.

Lu Zhaozhao turned around and observed everyone present calmly.

Almost all the people from the eight participating tribes walked towards the eight commanders. Changyu Lanshan was seriously injured and unconscious, so he was taken away by Changyu Languan first.

The others walked out one after another, and Lu Zhaozhao raised his leg to follow them out.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind: "Miss Guannan of the Nüba tribe, our tribe's commander asks you to move aside."

Lu Zhaozhao stopped and turned to face the person who was speaking.

He was wearing a black robe with dark patterns embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs and collar, and a colorful bracelet on his wrist.

This familiar style made Lu Zhaozhao squint his eyes and observe carefully.

The same style as Cheng Sangji's? No, there is still a difference. Lu Zhaozhao looked closely and saw the difference.

Each bracelet of Cheng Sangjie's bracelet contains powerful spiritual power and is covered with gold and stone restrictions to restrict it. Although the bracelet of the person in front of him is similar to Cheng Sangjie's, only the one in the middle contains spiritual power, and it is far less powerful than Cheng Sangjie's.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that the person in front of him is also from the Gu Diao clan.

Lu Zhaozhao understood and looked up to meet Commander Cheng Sang's eyes.

A pair of eagle eyes that have seen the vicissitudes of life and are in a high position seem to be able to reveal the true nature of all things.

Lu Zhaozhao retracted her gaze and said to the person who called her, "Please lead the way."

Cheng Sangji was surprised to see his grandfather before the competition began. His grandfather had rarely ventured out since the upheaval in the clan, and he had assumed he would send one of his uncles or a trusted subordinate today, as he always did.

But since my grandfather came in person, it must be something big.

So he immediately went to his grandfather after the competition and told him everything that had happened in recent days. His grandfather listened as usual and occasionally asked a few questions.

Just as Cheng Sangjie was telling the story respectfully, he noticed that his grandfather's eyes were looking elsewhere.

Cheng Sangjie looked over calmly. There was only one person standing in the center of his sight below the stage.

View the south.

Cheng Sangjie's heart was racing. He didn't know if his grandfather had discovered anything, and he didn't dare reveal any flaws. He just pretended he knew nothing and continued to report.

Suddenly, his grandfather interrupted him: "Come with me to see someone."

Lu Zhaozhao followed the man in black robe out of the Ming Palace and got on the Gu Diao tribe's carriage outside the Ming Palace. Before getting on the carriage, she glanced at the skeleton horse in front of her. The horse had six wings and looked terrifying.

As the carriage moved, the pendants made of gold and stone hanging on the carriage jingled, which looked extremely strange in the interior with red and black as the main colors.

After a moment, the carriage stopped and the curtain outside was lifted, revealing a pair of pale hands. Looking up, one saw a charming woman.

Dan Niang! Lu Zhaozhao felt deeply disappointed.

How could Dan Niang, who gave her the illusion in Mushan Temple, appear here!

Unlike her pupils that shrank slightly, Dan Niang in front of her had a calm expression, gently covering her face with a fan and giggling.

"Young lady, you can call me Dan Niang. I will take you on the rest of the journey."

Lu Zhaozhao calmed himself down, followed her hand, got off the carriage, and walked beside her.

Unlike the ethereal form she would have been a thousand years ago, Dan Niang now possessed a physical body, visible and tangible. With a peony in her hair and a swaying figure, she looked exactly the same as she had a thousand years ago.

But how could she appear in Mushan Nunnery a thousand years later? Mushan was a long way from both the Western Border and the ruins of the Buddha Temple.

Is there some inseparable connection between them?

Lu Zhaozhao lowered her eyes and thought, but Dan Niang beside her spoke to her first.

"Miss Guannan, why do you keep looking at me?"

"Hmm?" Lu Zhaozhao was caught off guard by her question. He quickly averted his gaze and said softly, "Sister Danniang is so beautiful that I couldn't help but be lost in thought."

After saying that, she lowered her head slightly, a blush appearing on her face at the right moment, and she didn't look like she was lying.

Dan Niang laughed so hard after hearing her words that she shook with laughter. She brushed her face with one hand and said happily, "Miss, you really embarrassed me. But there's no need to be modest, you have a very beautiful face."

Dan Niang's misty eyes fell on her face, and Lu Zhaozhao didn't know for a moment whether she could see through the truth of whether her face was painted skin.

Dan Niang didn't bother to argue with her any further and continued, "Except for Miss Nanrong and Master Tushan, you are the first junior in all these years to be personally summoned by the Commander-in-Chief."

"Really? It's such an honor." Lu Zhaozhao's eyes were solemn, and no emotion could be seen in his expression.

The courtyard was large, and after turning a few corners, I arrived at a quieter place. Opening the door, I found another courtyard, which could be considered an independent courtyard.

Dan Niang brought her to the door, bowed to her, and said softly: "I will take you here, please walk the rest of the way by yourself." After that, she walked away gracefully with a twist of her waist.

Lu Zhaozhao looked at the closed door in front of him, licked his dry lips unconsciously, took a breath, and gently pushed the door open.

"Squeak."

With a slight sound, the door was pushed open.

What came into view was a classical study with shelves filled with books. Lu Zhaozhao saw many rare books at a glance.

There was only one figure in the study, standing with his back to the door, motionless.

Lu Zhaozhao felt that the person looked familiar for no reason, but she did not say anything and just stood there quietly.

After standing there for a while, seeing no movement from the person inside, she finally spoke: "I wonder what brings you here?"

The figure seemed stunned for a moment, then turned around, the shock on his face still lingering.

"Cheng Sangjie? Why is it you?" Lu Zhaozhao couldn't help but ask after seeing the man's face clearly, and Cheng Sangjie in front of her was also confused.

"Why are you here..." He paused, "It's my grandfather..."

Before he could finish his words, another figure slowly walked out from behind the screen.

It was Commander Cheng Sang whom I had just met in the Ming Palace, Cheng Sangjie’s grandfather, and the true leader of the Gu Diao tribe who held real power!

He looked like a man in his sixties, eight feet tall, with a straight back, white hair and beard, and deep wrinkles running across his forehead. His eyes were cloudy and dim, with gloom between his brows. He glanced at her without showing any strange expression, as if he was looking at a dead object.

When Cheng Sangjie saw him appear, he was stunned at first, and then immediately bowed respectfully.

But Commander Cheng Sang's eyes were always on Lu Zhaozhao. It was a cold and sticky look that made Lu Zhaozhao think of a snake in a swamp.

"Are you from the Nüba tribe?" An old voice came, revealing an unquestionable pressure, which made Lu Zhaozhao particularly uncomfortable.

"Yes." Lu Zhaozhao replied, suppressing the discomfort in his heart.

But Commander Cheng Sang didn't say anything else.