"By the way, who are these people?" The middle-aged man turned his head, glanced over Gu Fenghua's face and asked elder martial brother Chen.

"Elder Hui, elder Liu and elder Han Yu are old acquaintances. I don't know that elder Han Yu is no longer alive. I've come to visit him in Yunchuan sect." Senior brother Chen said.

"Oh, it turns out that I'm a friend of Han Yu. My name is Lu Hansong, and I'm Han Yu's cousin." The middle-aged man arched his hands with a kind smile on his face.

"Old man Liu Shang, this is Gu Fenghua, Miss Gu, and ye Yunji, young master..." Liu Sanjue also bowed his hand and introduced Gu Fenghua and others one by one.

Gu Fenghua's name of "senior" made him feel uneasy, and of course he did not dare to neglect them.

"You've come all the way, and you're friends of Han language. I should have treated you well to make the best of our friendship. But there's something urgent happened in my family. As an elder, I can't get away. I'm afraid I don't have time to accompany you. Please forgive me for the neglect." Lu Hansong said apologetically. What he said was of course the madness of the Lord.

"Elder Lu, I just came to see Lin Feng. You don't have to pay attention to us when you are serious." Liu Sanjue said politely.

"That would be impolite." Lu Hansong did not twist, but arched his hand and walked out.

"By the way, Master Liu, since you are an old friend of Han Yu, you should accompany Lin Feng more. This child, alas..." when he comes to the door, Lu Hansong says another word to Liu Sanjue. That sigh is surprisingly similar to that of elder martial brother Chen.

As soon as Lu Hansong left, the yard quieted down again.

Looking at the red stove kicked down in the yard, the broken water tank in the corner, and the medicinal materials that were trampled on and even uprooted, Gu Fenghua and others could not help but feel sad. Today, if they hadn't stepped in and Lu Hansong arrived in time, I don't know what Lu Linfeng would be like.

Lu Linfeng seems to have been used to it for a long time, but he looks very calm. He picked up the stove, carefully wiped the footprints on it, and put in the storage bracelet. Then he tilted his head and asked Liu Sanjue, "do you really know my father?"

Judging from the puzzled expression, he obviously has no good feeling for this flatterer.

"When I was in Jinfeng Valley, I had some contact with your father. It's like old friends at first sight." Liu Sanjue said.

He knew nothing about Lu Zhengting's friendship with Lu Hanyu, and Lu Linfeng was a posthumous son, so he didn't say much about it.

"You, you are master Liu Sanjue Liu!" Did not expect to hear the golden Maple Valley, Lu Lin Feng is a exclamation, that indifferent look has become a lot more vivid.

"You know me?" Liu Sanjue was also surprised.

"I heard your mother mention you. By the way, she said that you saved your father's life." Speaking of this, Lu Linfeng suddenly came back and saluted Liu Sanjue respectfully. "I'm Lu Linfeng. I'd like to meet you."

"Don't be polite. Don't be polite." This time, Liu Sanjie no longer blushes when he hears the words of the elder. Instead, he feels relieved and reaches out to help Lu Linfeng.

"It's a pity that an accident happened within a few days after my father came back. I only told my mother about it, but I haven't even mentioned it to others. Otherwise, no matter how busy I am, my uncle won't neglect me." Lu Linfeng said with regret.

"It's OK. I just came to see you. It doesn't matter if he doesn't know." Liu Sanjie touched Lu Linfeng's head and comforted him.