Lu Chuan listened to the old man's words and felt there was some sense in them.
"No problem, take me to see your son. If he can understand me, he will definitely choose to let go."
"I did not only kill Lu Qianyu, but also everyone who stood by her side. Now Lu Manor has completely changed, it cannot be spoken of in the same way as in the past."
"Good, that's great, come, follow me, he is inside the cave."
The old man took the lead and moved towards the cave, his cane making him walk very slowly, but Lu Chuan and Dongfang Cheng patiently followed behind him.
After walking for about a dozen meters, a chilly wind blew through.
The Divine Fire of the Sun in Lu Chuan's hand lit up, illuminating the surroundings.
At that moment, a ghostly figure slowly drifted in front of Lu Chuan.
The figure, dressed in hemp clothes, had a robust build and carried a long spear on his back.
He had a head, but no face, his features were indiscernible.
