Looking at his confused son, Ling Aotian hated the fact that iron was not as strong as steel. Why didn't this boy look like himself at all?
If only he had one-tenth of his ability, he would not have caused such a big disaster, and Lingyun Villa would not have fallen into this situation.
But when I think about it again, I really have to blame myself for this matter.
If we had been stricter about our son's management and not indulged him, he probably wouldn't have been raised to this level.
There is nothing wrong with this saying that it is the fault of a son not to teach his father. Ling Aotian softened instantly.
Looking at his father with a sad face, Ling Zhi knew that something big must have happened, otherwise it would never be like this.
"Dad, what happened? Did you fail to keep Lu Mingjun?"
"Not only were we unable to retain Lu Mingjun, Mr. Yu and I were both defeated by this boy. Now Lingyun Villa has officially changed owners, and the new owner is Zhang Xiuping.
All this is thanks to you. I sent you down the mountain to discuss cooperation with Lu Mingjun, but you have offended such a great god for your own selfish desires. Now the matter has reached a point where it cannot be ended. You are no longer the young master of Lingyun Villa.
The owner of the village!"
Ling Aotian said helplessly, but what's the use of blaming his son? Now that things have happened, we can only bite the bullet and continue on.
After listening to his father's words, Ling Zhi couldn't believe his ears.
I originally thought that I could take advantage of this opportunity to capture the boy named Lu and leave it to me to deal with it.
But he didn't expect that things would take a shocking turn, and even his father would be defeated at the hands of Lu Mingjun, and there was also Mr. Yu.
Both of them were real masters of the martial arts realm. It was simply unbelievable that they were defeated by Lu Mingjun.
"How is this possible? How is this possible? You and Mr. Yu are both in the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm. Even if Lu Mingjun has three heads and six arms, he will never be your opponent!"
Ling Zhi still couldn't believe what his father said, because in his opinion, let alone Lu Mingjun, even the Great Luo Immortal, whether he could achieve this is a big question mark.
Those are two masters in the middle stage of the Martial Saint Realm. How old is Lu Mingjun? How could he fight back in this situation?
Something must have gone wrong somewhere, otherwise this situation would never have happened.
"Is there any possibility? Now Yu Lao and I have suffered varying degrees of physical injuries, and Lu Mingjun is still on us, and he has planted something even more powerful.
If we dare to disobey him, we will explode and die, which means that from now on, Lingyun Villa no longer belongs to our Ling family, and its real owner is Zhang Xiuping."
Ling Aotian didn't want to believe this situation, but it was the fact. What else could he do?
"Dad, Mr. Zhang is a good person. He will definitely not do anything to us. If this is the case, then we will lie dormant for a while. When we have enough ability, it will not be too late to go to Lu Mingjun for revenge!"
Ling Zhi quickly calmed down and began to analyze the current situation to his father.
In his opinion, Zhang Xiuping is relatively loyal to his father.
Even if Lu Mingjun appointed him as the owner of Lingyun Villa, it would not be bad news for the father and son.
It was impossible for Zhang Xiuping to embarrass them, so it was not too late to seek revenge from Lu Mingjun after his father's injury healed.
"Your idea is too naive. There is a grudge between Zhang Xiuping and me.
If I capture Lu Mingjun today, I will be ready to attack him after a while.