Information of the outside world
"Cough, cough, Ancestor..." Lu Zhen looked at Lu Ming with a frown on his face.
"Hahaha," Lu Ming laughed heartily, and Fang Yin also smiled.
"These old men want to make fun of me..." Lu Zhen cursed inwardly; however, he had an embarrassed expression on his face.
"Anyway, when will we go to the inheritance ground now, Ancestor Lu?" he said respectfully, changing the topic quickly.
When they heard this, they had a difficult expression on their faces.
"Lu Zhen, we need to establish absolute dominance in these if we want to monopolise the inheritance ground now."
"Eh, why?"
"Did you see their symbol embroidered on them?" Lu Ming pointed at the corpse of Liao Mao.
"Yes."
"We didn't attack them ourselves because of this reason."
Lu Zhen's confusion grew when he heard this. "What do you mean, Ancestor Lu?"