「The moonlight~ is so faint and blurry.0

The earth~ is shrouded in the foggy night.0

The one who visits my dreams…0

My dear~ where are you? 」0

The gramophone in the living room was still playing "Dream Lover.".3

Both of them were gone. Lu Dongliang had vanished, and so had He Yuxiu.0

Lu Dongjun looked at Zhuo Yuling. "Where did he go? What ability was that?"0

Zhuo Yuling looked stunned as she muttered to herself, "He Jiaqing… He Jiaqing's ability… He Jiaqing is a Wanderlust Cultivator."0

Lu Dongjun couldn't care less about He Jiaqing's cultivation path. At this moment, his panic was written all over his face. His eyebrows shot up so high they nearly escaped his forehead, and his voice bounced out of him in uneven squeaks. "Lu Dongliang is still alive!"0

He shot Zhuo Yuling a furious glare and yelled, "He will never spare us! I never should have trusted you!"0

At this moment, Large Support Hook Zuo Wugang was leading Lu Xiaolan downstairs with a few guards moving in behind them.0

They didn't see Lu Dongliang anywhere. Only Zhuo Yuling and Lu Dongjun stood there, having appeared at some point.0

Auntie Wu returned with the teapot. Something in her eyes suggested she had seen too much. 0

Lu Dongjun stared at her and lightly crossed his fingers, causing her head to snap off and drop to the floor on the spot.1

The two attendants who had come with He Yuxiu had also witnessed everything. 0

From several meters away, Lu Dongjun made a small sweeping motion at their necks, and both of their heads fell.0

When dealing with low-level cultivators like them, Lu Dongjun did not even need to move in close. To ordinary people, the deaths of these three seemed to have nothing to do with him.0

However, to the guards who had just come downstairs, the connection was clear.0

This was especially true for Large Support Hook Zuo Wugang. He was a level-six cultivator and could sense Lu Dongjun's movements. It was not like Lu Dongjun made any attempt...0