After a round of substance-free flattery, Shi Cong tactfully inquired about yesterday's events at the academy.
He actually understood everything, but sometimes it was still necessary to play dumb.
"Rest assured, what happened is nothing bad." Lu Changsheng was playing dumb as well.
He was not the type of person who loved fame; everything had to be weighed in terms of benefits and drawbacks.
Clearly, the matter of slaying an Immortal was something best kept to as few people as possible.
No one knew whether the deceased Meng Ping had any other associates, so being able to buy some time was a good thing.
Seeing this, Shi Cong knew that it was most likely impossible to get any details of that day out of Lu Changsheng.
Still, he had already figured things out in his heart—that Immortal Meng had likely truly met his end.
This made his heart heavy, elevating his evaluation of Lu Changsheng's strength to yet another level.
Watching Shi Cong and the others leave, Lu Changsheng turned to Hong Yuan and said, "What I'm most worried about right now is that Immortal Meng might still have accomplices."
Ambushing and killing Immortal Meng had relied entirely on the advantage of catching him by surprise.
The opponent had not known that everyone had set a trap for him; otherwise, given Meng Ping's strength, he truly could have completely evaded it.
An Immortal's strength was truly terrifying.
Chapter 111