"What did I not do to him?"

Lu Batian was helpless.

He was too late to love his son, how could he hurt him?

This is a gun while sitting down!

"Since you didn't do anything to him, then his eyes will reveal a sense of strangeness when he looks at us."

Su Wu had a gloomy face.

He still remembers his precious grandson, who likes his grandfather the most.

But now, he saw from his grandson that he had only a stranger to them.

Su Wu became more and more angry the more he thought about it. His powerful aura was hard to suppress, and everything around him seemed to condense into frost in an instant.

Seeing that the strange grandfather's aura was extremely terrifying, Lu Fei was shocked and felt a little incredible.

Seeing that his father had a bad temper, Su Muxi quickly explained.

After listening to his daughter's explanation, the hearts of Su Wu and Lin Yuchan seemed to break open in an instant.

Su Wu, whose face became more and more gloomy, turned to look at Lu Batian and asked coldly: "Lu Batian, how did you become your father?

I have just left for three days, and you let my baby grandson suffer from amnesia. Do you believe it or not, I twisted your head off as a ball?"

Lu Batian was a little in tears.

As a father, he would not want to see his son suffer from amnesia than anyone else.

That incident has been his heart still awkward.

Looking at his grandson, Lin Yuchan smiled and shouted, "Xiaoyao, come here and let grandma take a good look at you."

After hesitating for a moment, he saw his mother nodding to him again, and Lu Fei finally walked forward.

Looking at the grandson squatting in front of him, Lin Yuchan's eyes were filled with sadness and tears kept spinning.

Touching his cheek, Lin Yuchan looked at his daughter Su Muxi and asked even more: "Muxi, when this happened, why didn't you tell your mother and your father?"

...

Second half of the night.

When Wang Feng learned that Lin He was looking for him, Lu Batian said goodbye to his wife, father-in-law, and mother-in-law, and then came to the inner hall.

As soon as he sat on the head seat, Lu Batian asked in confusion: "Uncle Lin, are you okay with me?"

"There are too many people who signed up for the assessment this time, and our Qianye Sect is seriously insufficient. I want to borrow some people from you to use."

"Of course there is no problem with this. How many people does Uncle Lin want?" Lu Batian also responded very readily.

"I don't know how many people I should want."

Lin He smiled bitterly and said, "The cultivation level of this time involved in the assessment is more than 100,000."

When Lu Batian heard this number, he was shocked.

He only knew that over the past month, the number of monks who came to Longyang City every day was in units of tens of thousands.

But he didn't expect that there were so many people participating in the Qianye Sect's assessment!

It seems that the materials I put in this time seem a bit fierce!

After pondering for a moment, Lu Batian whispered: "I will arrange this tonight. Tomorrow morning, Uncle Lin, you will gather in the square."

When Lin He heard Lu Batian's words, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He was worried that Lu Batian would hesitate just now, but he didn't expect that the other party was so happy.

And why he was worried.

The main reason is that Lu Batian has a weird personality, which is completely unpredictable.

He would never do anything he didn't want to do even if he puts a knife on his neck.

Lu Batian asked: "Uncle Lin, what else do you have to ask for?"

...

After two incense sticks, Lin He stood up and left.

Wang Feng came from outside the door.

Lu Batian, who stood up, shrugged and said, "Uncle Wang, please ask you for the people you need for Uncle Lin and the others.

In addition, you can mobilize some city guards to maintain order and prevent infighting monks as much as possible."

"yes!"

Wang Feng bowed respectfully.

After walking for a few more steps, Lu Batian stopped.

"Uncle Wang, do you know what Xiaofei has done today?"

"Go back to the prince, according to our arrangements to report to His Highness the Prince, His Highness the Prince has been staying in the black market today."

"What did he do in the black market again?"

Lu Batian was puzzled.

"Selling magical tools, pills, and the business is extremely hot. From noon to night, monks have been in constant force."

"Selling magic weapons, pills?"

Lu Ba looked confused and said, "Isn't the Yuanjing at home enough for him? Why do you have to go out to sell magic weapons and pills?"

His son's slutty actions really puzzled him.

Yuanjing at home, and his cultivation resources are piled up into a mountain, but he doesn't need it.

Is it hot to be idle?

Still think it's dirty.

Wang Feng smiled bitterly, not knowing how to answer.

Lu Fei's abnormal behavior is really puzzling.

Lu Batian asked curiously: "What kind of magic weapon and elixir are he selling?"

"There are three to eight-grade elixirs in the four levels of Xuanhuang in Heaven and Earth! All unopened elixirs are sold at the market price."

"What?"

Lu Batian was shocked and his face turned pale in an instant.

This little bastard actually sold the unopened magic weapon?

Even the elixirs from third to eighth grades are no exception.

When he saw that Lu Batian looked bad, Wang Feng quickly explained: "The unopened magic weapons and elixirs sold by His Highness the Prince are all refined by himself."

“Uh~”

After a moment of silence, Lu Batian turned around and said, "Uncle Wang, you just said that the bastard was selling the magic weapons and elixirs he had refined?"

"Um!"

Wang Feng nodded.

Lu Batian still disbelief: "Uncle Wang, I am no longer a child now, don't lie to me.

If it is true as you said, then the little bastard is now a heaven-level weapon refiner or an eighth-grade alchemist?"

Eighteen-year-old Tian-level weapon refiner and eighth-grade alchemist, who believes?

No matter how talented my son is.

It is impossible to become a heaven-level weapon refiner and an eighth-grade alchemist at the age of eighteen.

"The prince, the old slave, every word is true, and there has never been a lie.

Moreover, the old slave also obtained confirmation from Master Yun and Master Yang.

After they learned the terrifying talent of His Royal Highness, they are now completely autistic."

Wang Feng smiled bitterly.

“Uh~”

Lu Ba was completely confused.

But he quickly calmed down.

Yun Cheng and Yang Lin were both autistic, so what else would he not believe?

What else can I question?

But he couldn't understand why his son, who was only eighteen years old, became an eighth-grade alchemist and a heaven-level weapon refiner at once?

He turned to look at Wang Feng and said, "Uncle Wang, how many people know about Xiao Fei being an eighth-grade alchemist and a heaven-level weapon refiner?"

He became an eighth-level alchemist and a heaven-level weapon refiner at the age of eighteen. He definitely had the chance to go against the heavens.

If you let others know.

He would definitely find ways to target his son, and even send someone to kidnap him, thereby robbing him of the will of heaven.

Wang Feng thought about it carefully and said, "As far as the old slave knows, in addition to Master Yun and Master Yang, there are only Lao slaves and Princess in the entire palace, and Su Mu Yatou knows it."

Lu Batian's face gradually became colder and he said, "Uncle Wang, you can find all the insiders in person and then secretly solve them. I don't want too many people to know that Xiao Fei is a heaven-level weapon refiner and an eighth-grade alchemist."
Chapter completed!