Chapter: 3085
Although Lu Zhiyuan was both civilized and military and capable of strategizing, he was
still one step short of the scheming Lu Wanjun.
Whether it was fake death or this carefully prepared duel.
From the beginning to the end, Lu Zhiyuan was being manipulated without any notice.
This…is the city of Xiliang King Lu Wanjun.
“You brat, you haven’t shown up since you came back. How could I have deceived you
without some tricks?” Lu Wanjun said angrily.
“Okay, stop talking nonsense. I’ll settle the score with you later about the fake death. Let’s
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsettle the business now.”
Lu Chen’s sharp eyes quickly glanced at Lu Zhiyuan.
Lu Wanjun was assassinated, and he was a remnant of the Dragon Guard Pavilion. After
the assassination, Lu Zhiyuan immediately chose to rebel and seize the throne.
So he concluded that the other party was probably related to Dragon Protection Pavilion.
Whether it was treason or collusion with the remnants of the Dragon Guard Pavilion, it was
a major crime in his eyes.
“Lu. Chang. Song!”
After the shock, Lu Zhiyuan’s expression quickly turned gloomy.
He suddenly realized that he seemed to be being plotted.
Lu Wanjun obviously knew about Lu Changge’s existence, and the reason why he agreed
so happily just now was because he recognized Lu Changge’s strength.
He had to admit that even though he hadn’t seen him for ten years, Lu Changge not only
didn’t lose sight of everyone, but actually became even better.
From the time he defeated Nangong Po before, we could see how extraordinary he was.
Nangong Po’s strength is already close to that of a great martial arts master, ranking high
in the entire Xiliang.
Lu Changge’s ability to defeat Nangong Po proved that his cultivation was already at the
level of a great master.
A grand master in his twenties, this talent… is so terrifying?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIf Lu Changge cannot be deposed today and allowed to continue to grow, even if he
becomes the King of Xiliang, he will live in fear and panic all day long.
After all, even if the assassination attempt fails, no one can keep a strong master-level
man alive if he wants to escape.
“Third uncle, long time no see. How are you?” Lu Chenpi said with a smile.
“Yeah, ten years have passed and I almost don’t recognize you.” Lu Zhiyuan squinted his
eyes, secretly wary.
“Third uncle, stop it.”
Lu Chen said calmly: “As long as you are willing to repent in time, for the sake of being an
elder, I can plead with Lu Wanjun and spare you from the death penalty.”