"Looks like Lu Zhen will really be a super genius of the family," a guy wearing the classical green robe, usually with a tree logo embroidered on his uniform, which is casually worn by the direct family descendant, said.
"Of course, brother, we have underestimated him greatly." The others, also wearing the same uniform, nodded as they sighed.
"What do you think about it, Brother Zhao?" Suddenly, Lu Xin asked Lu Zhao, who had dark circles under his eyes.
Hearing this, he said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, Lu Zhen is a genius."
Ever since Lu Zhao had seen the fight between Lu Zhen and Huang Yi, he had been jealous to the point that he couldn't sleep at night every time he thought of Lu Zhen's smug face, who seemingly out of nowhere gained the strength to defeat a half-step third-stage martial artist so easily. He hadn't been able to sleep at all.
"Look, it's Young Master Lu Zhen." Suddenly, the girl who asked Lu Zhao pointed her fingers.
