Seventh grade great Martial Master

"Lu Ming, don't worry. I'll do my best. I'll find your father's whereabouts soon!" He said. Hua Zhengxing said with a serious face.

"Lu Ming thanks Your Majesty in advance!"

Lu Ming cupped his fists and bowed. This time, he was sincere.

Although he knew that the reason why Hua Zhengxing was helping him was because he saw his talent and wanted to rope him in, it did not matter. As long as it was beneficial to both sides, it was fine.

Hua Zhengxing smiled, looking quite satisfied. He then took out a gold-stamped invitation and said, " "Lu Ming, it'll be my 60th birthday in three months. This is the invitation. You must attend it."

Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat. He did not reject the invitation. He took it and said,"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Lu Ming will definitely be there."

"Haha, Lu Ming, there aren't many people who can make my father personally send out an invitation. Only the five great sects and the nobles and ministers of the imperial capital."