In the biggest palace in the lu family manor there lay a beautiful woman sitting in her throne while slowly drinking her tea.
The environment was serene with no one else present but her, her expression was completely relaxed as she rested in the comfortable throne.
Suddenly her ears twitch as a black shadow materialises in front of her.
"Madam young master has come."
"I can see that, let him enter."
Lu Ying ordered with a small smile gracing her lips.
Creck!
The door slowly opened as a hulking young man more than seven feet tall revealed himself with an intimidating atmosphere being created just by the presence of the man even though he exuded a mortal aura. The faint contours of his ripped body with his twelve packs was faintly displayed by his black robes.
"Son, you have come." Lu Ying smiled at Lu Zhen as her eyes flashed.
"Yes, mother."
"You seem to have grown stronger."
