He has seen many such things.
No matter where they go, they are valued.
And Ye Fan’s so-called family members, when Ye Fan was alive, due to Ye Fan’s face, the Martial God Temple might still pay more attention to it.
But now, as soon as Ye Fan died, his family powers that depended on Ye Fan were naturally no longer dependent.
The Wushen Temple is now sending people to condolences, and Lu Hua feels that it is nothing more than just acting and showing it to outsiders.
After the condolences are over, it is estimated that the Martial God Temple will no longer take care of Ye Fan’s family.
“Brother Hua, I understand what you said.”
“It’s just that Ye Fan is the seventh pillar country in our hot summer after all.”
“Even if you are doing it, you should send a few more heavyweight characters.”
“Otherwise, we two juniors will give condolences. If this is spread, it will be very chilling.”
“The dignified pillar country gods will be so desolate after death?”
Lin Sicong still couldn’t figure it out, and felt that the arrangement of the Martial God Temple was too inappropriate.
Lu Hua smiled, “You don’t understand this.”
“Before I came, I heard that the candidates for the condolences team were arranged by the King of Fighters.”
“And the son of the King of Fighters, Mo Wuya was once the seventh popular candidate for the title, but Ye Fan was cut off in the end.”
“This Ye Fan, grabbed the place of his son.”
“Do you think this King of Fighters will make him feel better?”
“I guess that the reason why the condolences group is so low is because the King of Fighters and his son mean.”
After all, Lu Hua came from a family of martial arts, and had much broader information than Lin Sicong.
“Oh, there are such grievances?”
Lin Sicong was shocked when he heard this.
He originally thought that such disputes over interests and grievances would only happen among ordinary people like them.
Unexpectedly, those who stand at the pinnacle of martial arts have their own selfishness and selfishness.
After learning of these grievances, Lin Sicong’s doubts were also resolved.
But again, because of this, Lin Sicong’s attitude towards this mission has become much more casual and lax.
After all, the leaders above do not pay much attention to it. How can they pay attention to those who do things below?
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After a day’s rush, Lin Sicong and Lu Hua also arrived in Yunzhou City, Jiangdong Province.
According to the address they had learned before, Lu Hua and the two drove directly to the front of the Yunding Mountain Villa.
After months of repairs, the Yunding Mountain Villa that was previously destroyed by artillery fire has undoubtedly been completely decorated.
A tall pavilion stands on the Yunwu Lake.
At the top of Genting, you can see everywhere.
At the first sight of the villa, Lu Hua and Lin Sicong were shocked by the majestic, majestic and magnificent architecture.
“Sit on Jinluan, Napanlong, town pagoda, cornucopia.”
“This place is a geomantic treasure.”
“It’s the deep house compound where my grandfather lives. It doesn’t have the style of this villa.”
“It seems that Ye Fan had a lot of power and status in Jiangdong before his death.”
After getting off the car, Lu Hua looked at Ye Fan’s residence and couldn’t help but sigh in secret.
But when he trembled, Lu Hua laughed and whispered to himself.
“But what?”
“No matter how great power and status were in life, once a person dies, it will be nothing.”
“Like this villa, no matter how grandiose it is, no matter how luxurious it is, it will only belong to later generations.”
Lu Hua sneered, then lifted his steps.
Step into the top of Genting!
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