Feng Lao led Lu Fan to lift the bead curtain, and after walking in, he stood in front of the door and said, "The president is inside, go in by yourself."
Lu Fan nodded and walked directly into the main hall.
There was more than one person sitting in the main hall.
There is a woman dressed in white and a calm middle-aged man wearing a white robe.
As well as the old man in black robe with a calm and confident expression, and the old man in the top position with a faint smile on his face, Old Man Xuanyuan.
"senior."
Lu Fan walked into the main hall and bowed deeply to the old man Xuanyuan.
"Here you go, sit down."
Old Xuanyuan smiled and waved, and someone immediately came forward and moved a stool for him, which was located next to the woman in white.
"Let me introduce you first. The two people next to you are the deputy head of the Dongfang Family and the master of the Guwu Pavilion, Dongfang Che. The person sitting next to you is his daughter, who is also a young master of the current Dongfang Family, Dongfang Che.
Yanran."
"You should already know her name, right?"
"Master Dongfang."
Lu Fan stood up and bowed slightly to Dongfang Che.
Dongfang Che nodded and said nothing.
Immediately, his eyes fell on the woman in white next to him: "Hello, Miss Yanran."
Because this woman was the top eight opponent he was going to face tomorrow, Lu Fan couldn't help but pay more attention to her.
Dressed in a long white dress, with a veil on her face, she indeed has an air of otherworldliness. Her eyes are misty, making people's hearts flutter when they look at her, and her red lips are stunning. She is a rare and stunning woman.
Faced with Lu Fan's proactive greeting, Dongfang Yanran just nodded her head as a response.
When Lu Fan sat back on the chair, Old Xuanyuan said calmly: "This is the current head of the Cao family, Cao Kun."
Cao Kun?
When Lu Fan heard this, he looked over involuntarily.
He is over seventy years old, but his vitality is extremely strong. His face is calm and intimidating, and nearly thirty lines of terrifying energy are slowly flowing in his body.
"Why, you don't know how to salute me when you see me?"
Cao Kun's voice was strong and gloomy, giving people an inexplicable sense of retreat and oppression.
"I don't think it's necessary."
Lu Fan said calmly: "If you salute or not, it won't eliminate the murderous intention towards me deep in your heart, so I'd better avoid it."
Cao Kun glanced at Lu Fan lightly, and their eyes met. It was only for a moment that Cao Kun turned his eyes away and didn't look at him again.
Lu Fan also breathed a sigh of relief. Although his strength has improved rapidly recently, it is impossible to say that there is no pressure when facing the gaze of a terrifying and powerful man who has thirty qi condensed in his body.
Then, he looked at the old man Xuanyuan who was at the head and asked curiously: "I didn't know the president called me here so late. Is there something wrong?"
Old Xuanyuan put down the tea cup in his hand and said with a smile: "I won't call you if nothing happens. Besides, it's not a small matter."
He waved his hand, and several ancient martial arts experts standing in the main hall bowed and retreated.
Along with the sound of the door closing, he glanced at Lu Fan lightly, nodded and said: "Yes, it is true that he can withstand the shocking blow of Mo Feiyu's Tianji Fan with all his strength and not die, and he recovers from his injuries so quickly. It is indeed
It’s a pretty good seedling.”
He withdrew his gaze and looked at Dongfang Che, who was sitting aside: "Master Dongfang, I think Lu Fan is indeed the best choice to be your future son-in-law. If you think it's okay, then you can share your ideas with
