Lu Fan looked at the long-haired man standing in front of him and felt quite complicated for a moment.
Dongfang Yanran stood aside, looking at the man with great respect.
Lu Nanting.
One of the top ten strongest martial artists in China.
At the age of more than thirty years old, one has already entered the realm of the Great Supreme. It is even possible that one foot has stepped into the innate world, and one's strength is extremely terrifying.
"Long years no see."
Lu Nanting looked at Lu Fan: "When Lu Jianping went to Nandu before, he said he would bring you back."
"I have been waiting for you, but I didn't expect that not only would you fail to come back, but you would also become enemies of the entire Lu family..."
"you are wrong."
Lu Fan shook his head and corrected him: "I am an enemy of Lu Jianping. To be precise, I am an enemy of everyone who killed my father."
He looked at Lu Nanting, neither humble nor arrogant: "Can it be said that the entire Lu family is the murderer of my father?"
Lu Nanting looked at him and said nothing.
He was feeling the aura in Lu Fan's body, trying to get a glimpse of Lu Fan's current state of cultivation.
But he failed.
He didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of true energy in Lu Fan's body, and he didn't even notice the existence of martial arts heart.
With his current strength, there are only two possibilities for this situation to occur.
First, the opponent is indeed not a warrior, has not cultivated true energy, and has the heart of martial arts.
Second, the opponent's strength is far superior to yours.
He didn't think that there would be innate-level powerful people in today's Middle-earth.
Even if there were, it wouldn't be Lu Fan.
He knew the details of Lu Fan very well, but it was simply impossible for him to break through from a warrior to the innate realm in more than a year.
"I have been investigating your father's affairs for so many years."
"Although there are some clues, the further you go, the harder it becomes."
"The truth behind many things is beyond our imagination, and it is not as simple as it seems on the surface. It is black and white. That is the world of children."
Lu Nanting looked at Lu Fan with complicated eyes: "You should also know what you really want to do about this matter, right."
Lu Fan nodded: "I know."
"Then you are making an enemy of the entire Lu family."
Lu Nanting's tone suddenly became cold: "And you are going to Beijing this time to make enemies of the Lu family. I won't let you in. You'd better give up on this."
Lu Nanting's tone was calm, but with unquestionable emotion.
Lu Fan looked at him: "Why?
Is it because, now that you are in a high position, you have begun to consider the overall situation?"
He shook his head: "The former Lu Nanting is a role model in my heart and the goal of cultivation."
"Watching grudges with swords, ignoring secular laws and martial arts rules."
"It is a spirit that is admired by countless warriors in the world."
"But now."
There was a hint of joking at the corner of his mouth: "Just an identity and status can restrict the once uncontrollable knight within a box, and even the truth he wants to pursue can become less important."
"Should I congratulate you?
You should still feel sad, the martial arts world is sad."
Lu Nanting's internal energy surged, and he looked at Lu Fan coldly: "You are provoking me."
"I'm telling the truth."
Lu Fan smiled lightly: "Of course, if you feel that even these words can offend you now, then you can take action and see if you can cure me."