This "he" refers to Luo San.
In fact, this is not surprising. Luo San will definitely report to the eldest lady about his visit to the Nanshan tribe.
The strange thing is that the person in front of Luo San is not the eldest lady, but a middle-aged man. Judging from his appearance, the man is very similar to Luo Qiang.
"Could it be Luo Qiang's father?" Wutan wondered.
The answer became clear the next moment. The old man knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Greetings, Chief."
The old man's words were so obvious, if Wu Tianruo still couldn't see it, he would be an idiot. There was no doubt that the middle-aged man was Luo Qiang's father, Luo Chengyou.
"Luo Ou, are Qiang'er and Caiyi okay?" Luo Chengyou spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
Luo Ou stood up, walked to his side, smiled slightly and said: "The two young masters are doing well as usual."
"well!"
Luo Chengyou sighed, his face haggard, and said with some self-mockery: "I am the chief of a first-level tribe, but I am unable to protect my own children. I have to be separated from them and I don't even dare to visit them. Luo Ou, do you think I, as a chief, am really a coward?"
Luo Ou sighed secretly and said with a smile: "Chief, you have your difficulties. I think if the two young masters knew, they would definitely forgive you."
"It's been ten years! I haven't visited Qiang'er and Caiyi for ten years, and I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a father. Even if they can forgive me, I can't forgive myself!"
Speaking of this, Luo Chengyou was already in tears.
The leader of a tribe, a strong man in the Perfection Stage, actually shed tears, which shows how helpless and sad he is. Wu Tian shook his head and sighed, and began to sympathize with this man.
In this world, as a father, who doesn’t want to see his children grow up happily, who doesn’t want to live with his children? But due to circumstances, you can’t even take a look at them, how can you feel good!
I guess Luo Chengyou’s heart is bleeding!
Luo Ou comforted him: "Chief, don't worry, it won't be long before you can be reunited with your two little masters. Then you can make up for what they owe you over the past ten years."
Hearing this, Luo Chengyou wiped away his tears, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "You are right, the most urgent task is to prepare to deal with the Tianyang tribe. Luo Ou, how is it going there?"
"Almost." Luo Ou nodded.
"Haha! We have put in ten years of hard work and preparation. This time, we must succeed and annihilate this bitch and her tribe!"
Luo Chengyou clenched his fists, his golden hair fluttering without wind, and his terrifying murderous aura was so frightening that Luo San, who was kneeling beside him, felt his hair stand on end, his body trembled constantly, and he was sweating profusely.
"He has been preparing for ten years. Luo Chengyou is extremely scheming," Wutan frowned. He heard from Luo Qiang that his mother was killed by the eldest lady ten years ago. It seems that Luo Chengyou started planning after that.
Inside the hall, Luo Ou thought for a while and said: "Chief, I feel that it is not appropriate to let the two young masters follow that mysterious man. After all, we don't know his origins. I even suspect that he wants to harm the young masters."
"Haha! No problem!"
Luo Chengyou waved his hand and said: "Anyone who insults me will be killed, anyone who deceives me will be destroyed, and anyone who betrays me will be beheaded. The fact that this person can say this is enough to prove that he is a person of true character.
Furthermore, if he really wanted to harm Qiang'er and Caiyi, why did he have to enter the Nanshan Tribe? Wouldn't it be easier to do it outside? But one thing I am sure of is that this person entered the Nanshan Tribe for some purpose."
"Haha! Patriarch Luo is really meticulous and observant!"
Suddenly, a voice that was not very loud but could be clearly heard by the two people sounded. Then, a person appeared beside the three people, a big blond man.
"It's you!" Luo Ou exclaimed.
Wu Tian grinned: "Old man, how are you?"
Luo Ou said gloomily: "Why are you here?"
"Thank you, old man, for leading the way, otherwise it would take me some time to find this place. But your identity is a little beyond my expectations. I thought you were the eldest lady's minion, but I didn't expect that you were sent by Patriarch Luo to take care of Luo Qiang and his sister," Wutan smiled faintly.
"You are following me!" Luo Ou's face changed. He didn't expect that he was being followed without realizing it.
Moreover, he had hidden his identity and lived with the young master for ten years without being seen through, but this person saw through it at a glance. Such keen insight is definitely not what a rough man should have. Who is he
"Do you know each other?" Luo Chengyou looked at the two of them in confusion.
Luo Ou looked at Wutan vigilantly and said in a low voice: "Chief, he is the mysterious man who taught the young master to practice."
"So that's it!" In an instant, Luo Chengyou figured everything out, and said with a smile: "My name is Luo Chengyou, thank you for teaching my two children carefully."
"No need to thank me, I just thought these two little guys were pleasing to the eye, so I gave them a hand."
"I'm sure you've heard our previous conversation. Qiang'er and his sister have been helpless since they were young, and I, as a father, have not fulfilled my responsibilities. It's all thanks to you who taught them..."
"Don't talk nonsense, old man."
Wutan waved his hand and sat directly on a chair next to him, crossed his legs and shivered: "An honest man does not do shady things. The reason I came here this time is indeed as you said, I have some purpose, and my purpose is the purple gold divine iron."
"What, how do you know about the Purple Gold Divine Iron?" The two were stunned when they heard this. This secret that only they knew actually had been known by a third person.
"Don't worry about how I know it. Just give it to me and I will help you destroy the Tianyang Tribe. By the way, let me ask if the ancestors of the Tianyang Tribe were from the Tianyang Sect."
Wutan had suspected from the beginning that the Tianyang tribe was most likely the descendants of the Tianyang Sect, because the names of the two were almost the same.
"The Tianyang tribe is indeed the descendants of the ancestral Tianyang Sect, but your words are a bit too arrogant. The Tianyang tribe has three perfect healers and more than a dozen great healers, and you are only at the perfect stage of expanding meridians. What ability do you have to help me destroy them?"
Luo Chengyou's face was gloomy. He originally had some good feelings towards this man, but he didn't expect that he was such a big talker. It seemed that he had overestimated him before.
"Fuck, is this just bullshit? We'll know once we give it a try!"
Wutan slapped the chair with his palm and stood up suddenly. Then his soul power surged like a wave of fire, rushing into the air and condensing into a sky-splitting axe. The terrifying aura rolled in all directions, it was extremely shocking!
As he thought about it, the Axe of Creation came directly down on the heads of the two men!
"The power of the Hundred Dynasties Perfection Period!" Luo Ou exclaimed, and his dry big hand stretched out. The golden power gushed out and transformed into a big hand, emitting golden light, and the momentum was quite terrifying!
However, Wujitian's soul power is enough to compare with the king's magic weapon, and the mountain-splitting axe he manifested is naturally extremely strong. If a cultivator in the Hundred Dynasties Perfection Period does not fight back with all his strength, he will only be slaughtered.
The power of the Axe of Creation was so fierce that it instantly shattered the big hand. Without any pause, it chopped down angrily!
Luo Ou's face changed color. The axe was too powerful, and the opponent's attack was too fast. He had no time to prepare.
Seeing that the axe was about to chop Luo Ou on the head, Luo Chengyou hurriedly bowed and said: "I was blind before and didn't recognize the great man. I hope you can calm down."
Wutan did not disperse his mountain-splitting axe, but the target of attack changed from Luo Ou to Luo San. This man had been arrogant and domineering before, and he had long wanted to kill him. Now that he had a showdown with Luo Chengyou, there was nothing to worry about.
"Please spare my life, sir..."
The sudden change made Luo Sanda terrified. Coupled with the previous deliberate obstruction at the city gate, he knew that this person was not just trying it out like the two clan leaders, but really wanted to kill him, so he quickly begged for mercy.
But before he could finish his words, with a "puff" sound, his head separated from his body and rolled to the ground. Blood gushed out from the bowl-sized wound on his neck, dyeing the area red. The smell of blood filled the air and was extremely pungent!
"Fuck you, I'm letting you and I show off, bah!"
Wu Tian spat, and with a thought, the Axe of Creation collapsed instantly, turning into soul power and flowing back into the sea of consciousness. Then he glanced at Luo Chengyou and the other man, sneering, "You two, should this struggling thing die?"
"It seems that you know a lot about my Nanshan tribe!" Luo Chengyou frowned, with a hint of fear in his pupils.
He had only been in the Nanshan tribe for two or three hours and had known the two children for only half a day, but he could already see all the factors and tricks. This man's insight and judgment are unmatched by ordinary people!
"I only know a little bit. How about my strength? Is it enough to help you destroy the Tianyang tribe?"
Wu Tian sat back in his chair carelessly, his tone rude and arrogant, interpreting the nature of a wild man vividly, even he felt that he was an acting genius.
After a moment of hesitation, Luo Chengyou nodded: "Your Excellency is so powerful that even I am ashamed of myself. You are naturally qualified, and I also very much hope to get your help, but this purple gold divine iron..."
Having said this, he paused, his brows furrowed, and he seemed to be in some difficulty. After hesitating for a while, he finally told the truth.
"To be honest, the Purple Gold Divine Iron is indeed in the Nanshan Tribe, but it is suppressed by another treasure. I am weak and cannot even get close to it, let alone give it to you."
"Treasure?" Wutan was stunned. It seemed that what Xiao Wuhao said was not groundless. There was indeed a rare treasure that covered up the aura of the purple gold divine iron.
"Fuck you, you can't even get within a hundred feet of it. Tell me what kind of rare treasure it is."
Luo Chengyou pursed his lips and swallowed, seeming to be very eager for this so-called treasure: "This thing is not some rare treasure, but an imperial weapon!"
"What?!"
Wutan stood up suddenly, his face full of shock. He was not shocked by the imperial weapon, but because a mere imperial weapon could actually block the aura and escape Xiao Wuhao's perception. This was really unbelievable!
"Xiao Wutian, go and take a look. I want to see what kind of imperial soldier can escape my eyes," Xiao Wuhao's voice sounded in his mind, also somewhat unbelievable.
"Okay!" Wu Tian also had the same idea. If he didn't figure out such a bizarre thing, not to mention Xiao Wu Hao, even he would be restless: "Patriarch Luo, can you take me to have a look? Maybe I can find a way to get closer."
"Can."
Luo Chengyou nodded in agreement without hesitation, and first instructed: "Luo Ou, you go and prepare for the next matters, and ask someone to clean up the place. Also, the death of Luo San must not be known to the first lady."
Then, he made a gesture of invitation and walked into the depths of the hall with Wu Tian...
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