The middle-aged man in the palace was none other than Hu Ding, the Hall Master of the Overlord Whale Gang, who had been defeated in a single move by Lin Mo in Light City and fled.
"Hmm, what's the matter?" Lu Kun saw Hu Ding's complex expression and weak aura, and a bad premonition silently rose in his heart.
"The Young Master... he was killed." Hu Ding lowered his head, not daring to meet Lu Kun's gaze, his voice strained.
Upon hearing his words, Lu Kun's face changed drastically. An immense True Yuan instantly surged through him, and he clenched his hand slightly, turning the wine glass in his palm into powder that fell through his fingers, "What did you say? Cheng Er is dead?"
The temperature in the hall seemed to drop instantly, an icy coldness swept through, and Lu Kun's eyes glared wide like a copper bell. Although Lv Cheng was ignorant and had no talent in cultivation, he was still Lu Kun's son. Who dared to kill his son?
