Lu Ban Mountain. Lu Family Mansion.
Lu Dongsheng's flying car slowly landed, and Lu Zhiyong quickly came out to greet him, saying, "Dad, Uncle wants you to go to the rear house."
"Uh-huh." Lu Dongsheng nodded, glanced at Lu Zhiyong, and said, "Why aren't you on duty with the Undying Army, loafing around at home all day?"
"What's there to do?" Lu Zhiyong replied with a helpless look, "To be a laughingstock for others?"
"The Lu Family hasn't fallen yet, what laughingstock are they looking at? Who is qualified to laugh at our Lu Family?"
"You better deal with the matter at hand first." Lu Zhiyong spoke in a buzzing voice, "Being tailed mercilessly, who can feel at ease?"
"Is it that I don't want to deal with it? Can't it just not be resolved?" Lu Dongsheng said impatiently, "Whose fault is it? Who was the one who brought him here? He's now become a sharp sword in the hands of the Royal Family, hesitating us to strike..."
