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1392: Naive!

Li Zhu sat up instantly: "Master Gen!"

Although he has never met the new Lord Gen, Li Zhu is very sure that this strange visitor must be Lord Gen.

"Master Li, I have long admired your name." Ling Lan said calmly.

"I wonder why Master Gen is here?" Master Li made a retreat gesture to the maid beside him, and continued, "We are in a hostile relationship now, so coming here uninvited is a bit rash."

The maids retreated quietly, very well-trained.

"It is precisely because of the hostile relationship that I have to go through this." An ice chair formed behind Ling Lan. She waved her robe and sat down with a golden sword. She was the one who owned this palace. The master's delusion.

This action made Li Zhu's eyelids twitch, and he felt a little angry in his heart. The boy in front of him who didn't know the rules and manners was really annoying to him.

"Once the war starts, what will be the final result? Everything will be decided by the battlefield. If you come to me now, there is nothing I can do." Li Zhu suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and said with an indifferent expression. If he could, he would really I want to kick this rebellious boy out of his palace.

"I'm not interested in this matter." Ling Lan said coldly, "I came here just to ask you when you will return my material things to me."

Li Zhu was stunned, and then burst out laughing: "Hahaha... Lan Xiao, Lan Xiao, don't you know that before and after the war begins, everything gained is considered spoils of war?"

"I really don't know." Ling Lan said calmly.

"Now that I understand, you can leave. Please forgive me for not sending you off." Li Zhu stood up and waved his sleeves indifferently, making a gesture of seeing off the guests.

"No rush." ​​Ling Lan didn't pay attention to the other party's behavior of chasing away guests.

"What else do you want to do?" Li Zhu said coldly, "I've made it clear, and I don't welcome you either."

"Didn't you say that before and after the war started, everything gained was considered spoils of war?" Ling Lan laughed, which actually made the whole palace light up. "So, I ask you for some spoils."

Li Zhu shook his head, but he didn't expect that this normally cold person, who only felt cold, would be so touching after a smile. Fortunately, he only likes women, otherwise, he would really be uncontrollable.

Even so, Li Zhu was slow to react because of this smile. Only after he calmed down did he realize that the new Gen Lord was trying to rob him.

Li Zhu was furious. He restrained himself in every possible way because he did not want to fight with the opponent. In an emperor-level battle, every move was extremely terrifying. It could be said that every move could be fatal.

And he and Lan Xiao are not life-and-death enemies. Even if they fight to death, there is no benefit at all. Those who can become the Thirteenth Master are all old men who value their own lives, so how can they be willing to take risks.

However, if someone does not know what is right and wrong and wants to take advantage of others, he is not someone to be trifled with.

"Hahaha... you are so naive!" Li Zhu raised his head and laughed, then suddenly lowered his head, his cold eyes pointed directly at Ling Lan, and said coldly: "Don't think that just because you killed that useless Lord Gen, you think you can be here Disorganized walking sideways."

Ling Lan gently touched the armrests on both sides of the ice chair with her hands and looked at Li Zhu calmly. She did not feel any emotional fluctuations because of the other person's words. It was as if what Li Zhu said was all P words.
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