The fatty patted Lu Yin on the shoulder after hearing his comment. “Don’t worry. Even though the White Dragon Clan can’t quite measure up to the Celestial Frost Sect, they still aren’t able to just get pushed around. After all, which of those powers doesn’t have a Progenitor level powerhouse supporting them? Still, they’re in a hurry because the White Dragon could roll over, just like when the Lu-” After speaking that much, the fatty seemed to snap out of a daze, and he nervously glanced around before letting out a sigh of relief.

Lu Yin was confused. "What ‘Lu’?"

The fatty instantly motioned to shush Lu Yin. His face, which was flushed from drinking, instantly paled. "Don't mention that!"

Lu Yin's eyes flickered. There was clearly no one around them, and yet the fatty was so scared because of a single phrase he had let slip. Could he have mentioned something that was related to some terrible secret? The White Dragon Rolls Over, and Lu? A place? Or could it be the Lu family?

Despite his reluctance to consider such a possibility, Lu Yin was growing more and more certain that he had found a clue. He suddenly remembered what Long Xi had said before: the White Dragon rolling over was enough to push the entire Higher Realm away. But what did that have to do with the Lu family? Was there a connec...