"Do you know Lu Chen's whereabouts?" Qingge asked.
Bai Liuyun shook his head: "I don't know for the time being that my father has sent someone to find Lu Chen, who is the Li clan."
"Well, pay attention to him, so stupid, don't be killed by someone. If possible, bring that stupid thing to the demon clan." Qingge said lightly.
A clear light flashed through Bai Liuyun's eyes and he looked at Qingge in surprise.
Is Night Demon Lord worried about Lu Chen?
I never thought that Night Demon Lord would have such a warm side.
"Demon Lord, the flying beast is ready. I wonder where the Demon Lord is going?" Bai Liuyun asked.
"Black market, go with me."
Qingge went to the black market and brought only Liu Yan'er and Bai Liuyun.
At this time, Lu Chen was wearing a white blood-stained underwear, carrying a broken bag, holding a broken sword, and staring at the world blankly.
He worked hard to reach the Tang Sect of Martial Arts. After hesitating and struggling, he knelt in front of Master Tang's mansion, lowered his head in a mess, but his voice was particularly loud: "My younger generation, Lu Chen, I have come to the door to apologize, ask Master Tang to give up his hands and let the next clan of the New Year."
The Tang Sect practitioners who came and went, were in a hurry and kept their eyes open. He was like an invisible person, completely ignored by the Tang Sect practitioners.
Lu Chen knelt for half a day, and no one came forward to greet him.
As we all know, Lu Chen is a disabled man who was expelled from the clan.
After a long time, Tang Feng, who had walked out of the forging house, heard the report from the little guard next to him: "Master Tang, Lu Wenshan's son Lu Chen came to the Tang Sect and begged to see you, and then kneeled outside the Qiankun Drum Hall."
Tang Feng took the handkerchief handed by his maid and wiped his hands, frowned: "Lu Chen?"
“That’s right.”
Tang Feng raised his lips, smiled, pulled the veil down, and walked outward.
The land of Qiankun Hall is empty, and the cold wind blows in the cold winter month. Looking from afar, you can see a figure kneeling sincerely in front of the drum, with a sincere attitude of admitting mistakes. It's a pity that it did not touch anyone from the Tang Sect.
Perhaps, the practitioners of the Tang Sect have become accustomed to it. For so many years, Lu Chen is more than the only one who came to the Martial Arts Association to kowtow and admit his mistakes?
Lu Chen touched the ground with his knees, and then he was in the Demon Abyss
The good whip was immediately torn and blood in the cold wind, and it was rendered in the snow-white clothes, which was particularly bright and dazzling.
Lu Chen's cheeks were as pale as paper, but his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his eyes were blurred, and his consciousness was distracted.
Until a pair of black boots stopped in front of Lu Chen and reflected into Lu Chen's vision, Lu Chen suddenly woke up as if he was bombarded by thunder. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Tang Feng in surprise. He moved his knees in a hurry and moved forward a step closer to Tang Feng. He stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Tang Feng's sleeve. The scabbed wound on the back of his hand cracked, spreading out red and fresh blood, dirtying Tang Feng's cuffs.
Lu Chen almost begged: "Mr. Tang, I am not discerning right from wrong in the imperial drum land, and I was stunned and hit Master. Master Tang, I am already aware of my mistake, but my father has never suffered from errands and has never offended the Tang Sect. In the next generation, all the clans respect the Martial Arts Association and the Tang Sect. Please let them go. I am willing to be a cattle and a horse by my side. As long as the Grandmaster says, I am willing to work hard for the sake of the dog and the horse, and I will never refuse!"
Tang Feng said nothing.
The little servant next to him noticed Tang Feng's meaning, immediately walked over and stretched out his feet, "Young Master Lu, look at my shoes, are they dirty?"
The upper of the servant was very clean. Lu Chen frowned. Seeing that Tang Feng was silent for a long time, he twisted his sleeves and rubbed the upper of the guard.
Lu Chen said: "It's clean."
He claimed to be a gentleman, noble and arrogant, and had a noble family, and had never suffered such humiliation.
But my father once said: A real man can bend and stretch. If he gets a good ending, he will hide his courage and endure humiliation and bear the burden, it will be the only way to go.
The little servant narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Young Master Lu, can you bother you and kiss my shoes?"
"What did you say?" Lu Chen angrily looked at the servant: "What is your identity and deserve to talk to me like this?"
"I am just a little servant from the Tang Sect. How can I compare to Mr. Lu's status as noble? But I heard that Mr. Lu is homeless now, I'm afraid he is not as good as me, a little servant? If Mr. Lu sincerely admits his mistake, how could he care about this? It seems that Mr. Lu has long been holding a grudge. The so-called admitting his mistake is just a hypocritical word. Our master is very busy, so Mr. Lu doesn't have to do this." The servant yawned lazily, glanced at Lu Chen kneeling on the ground casually and mockingly, and placed it in front of Lu Chen's eyes.
The foot was not planned to be taken back yet, and was waiting for Lu Chen's next move.
Lu Chen's shoulders were trembling, gritted his teeth, stared at the servant's upper with his eyes wide open, his eyes shattering!
He has a proud body, and even if he dies of money, he will not do such a humiliating thing.
but--
He thought of his father, who was so old that he was very old.
When he was very young, his mother died of illness, and he didn't even know his mother's appearance.
It was my father who worked hard to bring him up.
The father in my memory is a gentleman who dares to speak out. All the upright and upright he thinks can be applied to his father.
Sometimes, my father is not good at speaking, and he will beat him up if he is angry.
He is also very successful and is a child who makes his father worry.
This year, he lost his father's position as an elder, and he went from a respected elder to a choreographer.
Lu Chen tugged his lips and laughed loudly.
My father was willing to be a servant for the next tribe. Even if he kissed a little servant's foot, how could he be considered wronged?
"Young Master Lu, it's getting late." said the little guard.
Lu Chen exhaled, lowered his head, supported the ground with both hands, crawled down, and kissed the servant's upper with trembling lips.
The picture was frozen for a long time, and Lu Chen raised his head with difficulty.
"It seems that Mr. Lu's apology this time is sincere." The little guard said: "I believe that if the sincerity is achieved, Mr. Lu's sincerity will definitely impress Master Grandmaster."
"Rareless, even if Lu Chen was driven out of the Nianxia clan, that was not something you could humiliate." Tang Feng said angrily.
The little guard shook his shoulders and knelt on the ground in fear: "Give me a pity."
"Kneel here and reflect on yourself."
Tang Feng strides forward, Lu Chen suddenly looks back and said anxiously: "Master Tang, what are the resources and materials of the next clan?"
Tang Feng stopped with his back to Lu Chen and smiled slightly: "Young Master Lu, come back early. The Tang Sect will decide on the resource matter."
"Master Tang, if you don't agree, why do you humiliate me?" Lu Chen stood up, "I didn't expect that the dignified Tang Sect Master was such a cunning and despicable villain."
"I won't apologize to Mr. Lu." Tang Feng looked at the servant coldly.