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Yang Ling exchanged a glance with Yun Ruo, and from the look in her eyes, he could tell she had also guessed that his words were aimed at the Martial Monk Jue Ming from Bitter Awareness Temple.

"Oh? We arrested a monk from your Arhat Temple? I haven't heard anything about that."

Lu Yunchen frowned slightly: "Master Jie Hai, you can't say things like that without proof."

The Fourth Prince also looked at Lu Yunchen in surprise, then at Master Jie Hai, but did not speak right away.

Master Jie Hai smiled, then suddenly stood up and walked out of the pavilion. His gaze swept across the group of Seventh-Rank talents from the Ironclad Department before finally landing on Yun Ruo and Yang Ling:

"These two must be the Ironclad Department's talents from Changhe Prefectural Capital?"

The man had come prepared.

Yang Ling's mind stirred. This bald donkey had instantly recognized their origins, which meant he had done his research beforehand.

Or perhaps, someone within the Ironclad Department was on good terms with him and had passed along their information.