"That's right, rip it off."
"Is this group of people, are they mentally ill?"
"What's with the mysterious talk?"
Yang Zijiang, Zhang Xinyu's husband, was also full of doubt and even lowered his voice to tell Chu Wenfei and the others that he thought the people on the island were sick in the head.
For people like Yang Zijiang, who were born under a red flag, grew up in the sunshine and received a socialist education since childhood, these things were naturally hard to accept.
After all, if all this were true, the worldview they had built up over the years would have almost completely collapsed.
"I don't believe it anyway."
"Unless they're a bunch of demons and monsters, how else could they be so powerful?"
Yang Zijiang shook his head and said, already regretting in his heart that he shouldn't have come here.
However, in the middle of their conversation, there was a handsome young man in the middle of the venue, dressed in a stiff suit, welcoming the attention of the crowd and stepping directly onto the high platform.
"Well?"
"Is he the old man of the Lu family?"
"It's a bit too much to be fucking young." Yang Zijiang was surprised.
At the same time, words were already ringing out in the centre of the venue.
"Senior uncles and uncles, you've worked hard on your journey."
"Senior Lu Hua, once again, on behalf of my grandfather, I thank you all."
"My grandfather will be here soon, and the feast of the title will begin soon."
"Until then, there is wine and food on the table, which you may enjoy for a while."
"If you have any other needs, feel free to mention them to the waiters."
"The Lu family will do its best to satisfy all of your martial arts seniors, so that you can leave behind the best memories on the West Lake."
"However, a hundred secrets must be kept under wraps. Please bear with me if there is any leniency."
Lu Hua cupped his hands and stood tall, speaking to the crowd in an extremely humble and polite tone.
"Hahaha~"
"Yes!"
"Lu Hua Xian'er, you have a good heart."
"Tell your grandfather that today's hospitality was spot on."
"The girl is beautiful, the wine is good, and the view of West Lake is beautiful. We're all very satisfied."
Offstage, a raucous laughter.
Some people who were familiar with the Lv family laughed.
Of course, there were also some guests who had come from afar and were slightly shocked when they heard Lv Hua's words.
"Lv Hua?"
"Could it be that he's the grandson that Lu has been doting on the most?"
"It is said that just a few years ago, he was selected as one of the ten outstanding young people of the Martial God Temple."
"And last year, on behalf of the Martial Shrine, he went abroad to search for treasures and made quite an achievement?"
.....
"I didn't expect that he was so young and talented by meter."
"No wonder Lu Lao holds him in such high regard as his grandson."
"It is said that he has been grooming him as his successor."
......
"As expected, heroes come out young."
"In time, the Lv family is afraid that another strong patriarch will be born."
As Lv Hua ascended the stage, the eyes of everyone in the crowd undoubtedly landed on the young man alone.
Many of them tsked in admiration, and many of them had already started planning to give him the most beautiful girl of their family as a concubine.
Zhang Xinyu was also dazzling with gold stars and a face full of nymphomania.
"Wow, so handsome~"
"Yurou, isn't it handsome?"
"It's totally my type hey."
Zhang Xinyu was thrilled.
He Yurou looked calm and just watched in silence.
Yang Zijiang, on the other hand, looked ugly and was unhappy in his heart.
Anyone who heard his wife praise someone else's beauty would be unhappy in his heart.
On the high platform, listening to the praise of the guests and feeling the admiring gazes of the women, Lu Hua was undoubtedly in high spirits and his inner vanity was also greatly satisfied.
"One day, just like my grandfather, I will truly stand here and be worshipped by the great and powerful from the four directions~"
The corners of Lu Hua's mouth were smiling as he looked around, but in his heart there was a great ambition to overtake the clouds that couldn't stop stirring.
Finally, a few more moments passed.
Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted out in alarm.
"Everyone, look at the lake, what is that?"
Scrubbing~
With this man's shout of alarm, the people here, however, all rose to their feet and raised their eyes to look.
There was only misty waves of smoke on the vast flat lake.
The sapphire-like surface of the lake was sparkling, reflecting thousands of lights and shadows.
At this moment, on the surface of the lake, there was a black shadow, treading water.
It was so fast that it pulled out a long white trail.
"My God!"
"What's this?"
"Could it be the Water Dragon King?"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Xinyu and Yang Zijiang were stunned.
At one point, they thought that they had been blinded, but even though they had rubbed their eyes countless times, the white mark on the West Lake was still there.
It was only when the white mark was getting closer and closer that they could see it clearly.
Only then did the crowd see it clearly.
"It's a person~"
"It's a man, running on the water."
Yang Zijiang shouted in alarm.
The others, however, had apparently already noticed it.
"It looks like it's Old Master Lu, arriving." Many people said in a deep voice, secretly sighing.
In the next moment, a few figures spontaneously walked out of the crowd.
They arrived at the bank of the river, looked far ahead, and cupped their hands in worship: "Welcome, Old Master Lu's arrival on the island!"
Wow~!
It was as if a stone had fallen into the sea and stirred up a thousand layers of waves.
As these people were the first to step out, the rest of the group also stepped forward, gazed ahead and curtsied: "Welcome, Master Lu, to the island."
.....
"Welcome, Master Lui, to the island~"
.....
The sound of voices rising and falling, gathering into a stream.
It is as if a mighty river is sweeping across the entire world.
Today's participants are not martial arts giants.
In the region, they are the most powerful celebrities.
But now, in front of Lu Songliang, even the most distinguished people in the area have put away their arrogance and bowed down in humility.
Such was the weight of a title master!
Before the man even arrived, he had already made the mighty of the four seas submit.
At the top of the West Lake, amidst the worship of the crowd, the white-robed old man stood with his hands crossed, treading water.
Behind him was the river across the sky, and beneath his feet was green water gurgling.
On the surface of the lake, the white horses that he pulled up were like flying swords or dragons, whistling and rushing past.
Just like this, in front of the eyes of the crowd, honoured by the four directions, in the sound of the rushing torrent, the old master of the Lu family, Lu Songliang, made his official entrance.
He leapt over the flat lake, crossed the long steps and appeared in the centre of the venue in an instant.
Of course, it was also the highest point of the venue.
Compared to the old days, the old Longzhong was nowhere to be seen.
All over his body, he was emitting a raging, fiery aura.
His eyes are like torches, his blood like dragons.
The way he lifts his hands and moves his feet is as heavy as a mountain.
The moment he appeared here, the crowd felt a dense oppression, coming upon them!
Stepping into the realm of a title is a transformative change for anyone.
Especially for Lu Songliang, who is in his twilight years, this breakthrough will allow him to live at least another fifty years!