at without bringing down Zhao Yuanjun, he might find it difficult to hold on to his position himself.Lu Xia Tian pointed at Zhao Yuan Jun, a stream of water hitting stone, the sound of ice cracking. A...'t want this silver-haired cultivator to gain too much favor in front of them. 。While Lu Xiaitian recovered from his injuries, he would also glance at the shimmering water portal. After all, once he...