The arrogant Cangsheng chuckled softly, knowing his own surname was "Lu," and he had deliberately dug a pit to humiliate others.
He frowned slightly and thought, "The important thing is that you can't have it. You've never thought about the old man. Why not, Master Lu, what do you say?"
Mr. Lu was actually waiting for that line, then he laughed and said, "If you can't handle it at your age, it's not difficult for the old man to do it for you."
"From now on, you only need to stop completing your fingers. Therefore, if you refine, the refining world will feel ashamed for you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a warm applause resounded across the Central Square.
It was evident that Master Lu's admiration was tens of times stronger than Master Yi's.
Nowadays, if someone dares to provoke the Lord of the world, naturally, the world will blame Master Lu.
"Alright, as Master Lu says. If it's old, it won't be kept anymore. From now on, it won't stain the fingers' refinement."
