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Chapter 1574: Mr. Miyamoto

Lu Fan's mobile phone was lost on an island in the high seas, and he was temporarily unable to contact the country.

He locked himself in a room and used Shennong's Wish to heal his wounds. In his spare time, he read the books in the room about the sect's residence.

It was dawn the next day.

When there was a knock on the door, Lu Fan had already completed his fifth weekly cycle.

Although the harvest has been minimal, Lu Fan has developed a habit since practicing the "Martial Arts". The true energy penetrates the whole body and nourishes the meridians, flesh and blood.

It's just that now the zhenqi has been completely disrupted in the body, and he doesn't have much zhenqi to use, but it's better than nothing. After one night, his mental state is at least a lot better.

Opening the door, there was a girl wearing a cherry blossom-colored cheongsam.

Kneeling on the ground, he held a tray in his hand and raised it above his head: "Your Majesty asked me to bring you breakfast. According to Chinese breakfast habits, I have prepared dumplings and glutinous rice balls for you. I hope they will suit your appetite."

Lu Fan was stunned. At first glance, according to Chinese habits, he thought that the Japanese woman had even prepared such things as steamed buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks, but who knew...

He looked at the dumplings, glutinous rice balls, and vinegar on the tray, and muttered: "You know all about China's intelligence at this point, who would eat this in the morning..."

However, thinking of the other party's good intentions and the fact that he had not eaten for two days, Lu Fan still walked into the room with a tray, sat cross-legged on the tatami and started devouring it.

What Lu Fan didn't expect was that in order to take care of his own taste, a plate of dumplings and a bowl of glutinous rice balls contained various flavors of meat fillings, vegetarian vegetables, black sesame seeds, and fruits.

Moreover, the ingredients are fresh and exquisite, and it tastes particularly refreshing.

After burping, Lu Fan stretched contentedly, then climbed up from the tatami. When he opened the door and walked out, he found that the girl in kimono was still kneeling in front of him, waiting for him respectfully.

She looked up at Lu Fan: "Mr. Lu, are you going out?"

"Well, I made an appointment with your master to meet."

Lu Fan nodded: "You know how to get there, right?"

"plz follow me."

Under the service of the girl, Lu Fan put on his slippers and walked out.

After walking through the halls and courtyards, the girl led Lu Fan to the door of an antique hall. She bent back and extended her hand to make a gesture of invitation.

Lu Fan nodded and walked directly into the main entrance of the hall.

In the main hall, the tiles, stone and bricks are of dense texture, and it can be seen that they are often processed and polished. The surface is smooth and exudes majesty and solemnity.

The Japanese woman changed into a black kimono and was sitting cross-legged on the tatami in the center of the hall, sitting across from a strange man in bushido robes and drinking.

"Mr. Lu Fan."

When the Japanese woman saw Lu Fan, she hurriedly stood up from the ground and walked up to him quickly: "I thought you were going to sleep until noon, but I didn't expect you to get up so early."

The woman's demeanor and tone were completely opposite to what Lu Fan saw when he saw her yesterday.

She has strong characteristics of a Japanese woman, enthusiastic, proactive, and full of smiles.

If it weren't for the depressive feeling emanating from the Tang Dynasty Palace where he was, Lu Fan would have thought he was a guest in some Japanese family.

"Who is this?"

Lu Fan looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the tatami. The middle-aged man was unmoved by his appearance. He had never glanced at him, and he exuded strong hostility.

"This is Mr. Miyamoto."

The Japanese woman smiled and said: "Mr. Miyamoto is the number one swordsman of our eight-level swordsman in Beijing, and he is also the current swordsman of the sect. I heard that Mr. Lu Fan is coming to visit, so I came here specifically to see him."


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