hemy furnace, and stood up tall. 。“Lu, Master Lu, it’s us, the nephew and uncle of Weng Zhihan” 。A feeble, aged voice came from the darkness. 。After confirming that no one was following him, Lu XiaTia... steal life. He wouldn't really want to die." 。"Back then, when you fell into my hands, it was to take my life. Though these years you've done many things for me, and I haven't treated you poorly..."...