"Even if you add me to the fold, there will be trouble," Fang Yin said bitterly.
"Only two first-stage martial artists are coming, Ancestor," Lu Zhen spoke right at this moment.
"Hmm? Then what's the problem?" Fang Yin asked with a strange glint on his face.
"The problem is that they both are mid first-stage martial artists."
The moment Lu Zhen spoke, the atmosphere suddenly became heavy; however, Lu Zhen added, "and their methods are strange. They could turn Lu Yuan, a barely talentless man, into a second-stage martial artist overnight."
Silence!
Nobody spoke a word as Lu Zhen looked around; Ancestor Lu had a dark face, Fang Yin was deep in thought, and the woman was frowning with her eyes reflecting terror.
"The first-stage martial artist will not be a problem if I can break through; however, in the case of Lu Yuan…" Lu Ming's expression turned serious.
