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Chapter 610

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Lu Zhou. "…"

Among his ten disciples, Zhu Honggong was the fattest. He ate well and slept soundly.

How did Zhu Tianyuan have the cheek to say this?

Zhu Tianyuan's words shocked Zhu Honggong. He took two steps back and said with slight disdain, "Don't touch me … Who are you?"

"I'm your father," Zhu Tianyuan said sternly, raising his voice.

Zhu Honggong retreated again. He glanced at the others and said, "Taking advantage of me?"

"Is it worth it for me to take advantage of someone like you?" Zhu Tianyuan said as he rolled his eyes.

Zhu Honggong observed the situation before him.

The situation did not seem good.

At the same time, he glanced at the old man who knocked him out. He thought to himself, 'This old man must be a ruthless character to be able to knock me out with a single move.'

The remaining repulsive disciples did not seem as powerful, especially the one who had taken advantage of him. 'It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Why should I be stubborn with them?'

"Hey, you've got the wrong person. I'm just a commoner. "

As soon as he finished speaking …

Pfft!

Zhu Honggong released a loud fart.

Who could tolerate this?

Jiang Pu and Zhu Tianyuan retreated.

Here's my chance! '

Zhu Honggong stomped his feet and shouted, "Farewell!"

Bam!

Ouch!

When he turned around, he slammed into the door frame. His face was bruised and swollen.

He did not take off nor did he summon his avatar.

Jiang Pu panicked. He fell to one knee and said, "I'm sorry, young master! I sealed your Extraordinary Eight Meridians when I came in. "

Zhu Tianyuan ran up to Zhu Honggong and helped him up. He said, "Son, are you alright? Jiang Pu's acupoint sealing technique with two fingers is one of the Ancient Saint Cult's ultimate techniques. It's only natural that you didn't notice it. "

Zhu Honggong turned around with a helpless expression on his face. If the soft approach did not work, he would use the hard way.

"Again … I'll remember what happened today! To tell you the truth, my master, the Evil Sky Pavilion's Patriarch, is known for being protective of his people. He's petty and vengeful. If my master finds out about what happened today, you'll be in deep trouble! Don't even think about silencing me. My master has planted a mark on me. If anything happens to me, all of you will be buried with me! "

Lu Zhou had truly underestimated this disciple of his, Old Eighth, to think that he knew he was marked.

Zhu Tianyuan sighed and said, "I know what you're saying … Naturally, I know his personality. Son, you've suffered a lot. You must have been beaten up by him, right?" Zhu Tianyuan felt sad when he heard this.

The father and son were not on the same channel.

Zhu Honggong pushed Zhu Tianyuan's hand away and said, "Heh … Are you addicted to taking advantage of me?"

Zhu Tianyuan frowned and said in a serious tone,

"I'm really your father!"

"…"

"Young Master!"

The youths behind him, including Jiang Pu, cheered loudly!

This stance …

Zhu Tianyuan said, "Son, I know you're confused right now … This is normal. There's a butterfly mark on your butt. It was carved by your mother when you were young. If you don't believe me, take off your pants and see for yourself … "

"Furthermore … you look just like me when I was young. Just as dashing and handsome! There's no way I'm mistaken! "

"…"

Take off your sister! Even if you did, how would I see it? Turn my head away?

Zhu Tianyuan waved his hand when he saw Yu Shangrong's expression of disbelief and disdain.

Jiang Pu nodded and entered the room. He found a bronze mirror and said, "Young Master, I'm sorry!"

With a wave of his hand, two disciples stepped forward and held Zhu Honggong in place.

Zhu Honggong struggled and said, "I knew you're perverts who rape women! Let me go … "

In the midst of his struggle, he suddenly felt a cold gust of wind blowing past him. Turning his head around, he realized that there was indeed a butterfly imprint on the copper mirror.

Zhu Honggong was stunned.

Really?

Lu Zhou continued to look into the distance. He did not pay any attention to them. As Zhu Honggong's master, naturally, he knew about this. However, there was no need for him to tell Zhu Honggong about it.

Zhu Tianyuan said.

"When you were four, you were taken away by Old Villain Ji. That Old Villain Ji is despicable and shameless! He tricked me! "

Zhu Honggong's expression froze. He was in slight disbelief.

Jiang Pu hurriedly waved his hand. Two disciples helped him pull up his pants and respectfully retreated to the side.

Zhu Honggong asked, "Why did this happen?"

"Forget it … let's not talk about this for now. Son, how are you doing under Old Villain Ji? "Zhu Tianyuan asked.

"Uh …"

Zhu Honggong was still in a daze.

At this moment, Lu Zhou turned around to face Zhu Tianyuan and said, "So … the purpose of your visit is to acknowledge your family?"

Zhu Tianyuan suppressed his surging emotions and looked at Lu Zhou.

He was so emotional when he saw his son that he nearly forgot there were outsiders around.

Zhu Tianyuan said, "Old Mister Lu, you're being too nosy. Jiang Pu, see our guest out."

Jiang Pu walked up and made a gesture to invite him to enter.

"Old Mister Lu, please."

Lu Zhou's expression remained the same as he raised his palm.

A blue light that was difficult to see with the naked eye shone from the gaps between his fingers.

Jiang Pu frowned slightly. He felt a sense of danger. He hastily raised his arms and shielded himself.

Lu Zhou did not seem to notice it. He looked at Zhu Tianyuan and struck Jiang Pu's arms with his palm.

Bam!

Jiang Pu felt as though he was struck by a huge force. The energy on his arms was instantly dispersed. The powerful palm force pushed Jiang Pu back. Boom! The pillar was broken. Boom! The wooden window was smashed open, and he fell backward. Clang! Debris fell from the ceiling and buried him.

The others were shocked.

Jiang Pu was the Holy Master's right-hand man and a grand cultivator. How could he be sent flying by a palm strike so easily?

The courtyard was deathly silent.

The Divine Capital was peaceful and peaceful today. The city that had finally settled down was suddenly filled with a murderous aura.

The warm breeze and the sunlight shone on everyone's faces, reminding them that the old man before them was not to be trifled with.

This seemingly frail old man was capable of unleashing such power with just a wave of his hand!

Zhu Tianyuan looked at Lu Zhou seriously.

Zhu Honggong was slightly shocked.

Zhu Tianyuan forced a smile on his wizened face and said, "Old Mister Lu, your methods are shocking. I'm impressed … We can talk things out."

He pondered inwardly. 'To think there's such an expert in the Divine Capital who isn't afraid of Old Villain Ji or the Nether Sect. What does he want? '

Lu Zhou asked.

"Did you come to the Divine Capital to bring Zhu Honggong away?"

"That's right."

Zhu Tianyuan placed his hands on his back and said, "He's my son … It's only natural for me to bring him away."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhu Honggong and said with a sigh, "Old Mister Lu, you might not know this, but my son's talent was extremely poor when he was young. He couldn't cultivate, but Old Villain Ji took a liking to him. Hence, I made a bet with him. If Zhu Honggong enters the Nascent Divinity realm one day, I'll never see him again. "

"You're afraid he won't agree, so you thought of a way to bring him away?" Lu Zhou asked.

"Indeed …"

Zhu Tianyuan said, "I lost the bet, but I can't just cut ties with my own flesh and blood … Naturally, I'm still friends with Old Villain Ji. Moreover, he's my son's master. He's the first Nine-leaf cultivator in the world and the Evil Sky Pavilion's Patriarch. Old Mister Lu, are you satisfied with this answer? "

In other words, Zhu Tianyuan was implying that Zhu Honggong's cultivation base was not bad, but would he dare to go against a Nine-leaf cultivator?

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