Luo Yi did not look at the young man who called himself Lu Yan, but turned to look at Makura.
Makura said from the bottom of his heart: "There are many families in the Eastern Region. Although the Lu family cannot be called a first-rate wealthy family, it is not bad at all. At least among the second-rate families, the Lu family has been the leader for hundreds of years. "
"And in recent years, it has become quite popular. In the final analysis, it is because of the last Liuli Competition. Among the ten people who finally won, the tenth place was a woman named Lu. She was this Lu from the East Region. Family man.”
Makura glanced at Lu Yan and continued to say from his heart: "So in recent years, the Lu family has gained momentum and has made good friends with many first-class families in the Eastern Region. It seems that they want to be among the first-class families."
Luo Yi suddenly realized that he lived in the corner of the Northern Territory after all, and now he only had a general understanding of the distribution of power in the Southern Territory.
As for the Western Region and the Eastern Region, Luo Yi still has a dark eye.
But for Makura, it is like a treasure.
In addition, in the bamboo slips that Luo Tianchen handed over to Luo Yi, there was actually no record of Lu Yan.
It's not because Luo Tianchen's bamboo slips are not detailed enough, maybe it's just because...
Luo Tianchen thinks this Lu Yan is not qualified?
But in fact, Lu Yan's level is not that low. He is a young second-level monk in the Return to Void Realm.
Behind him was the Lu family of the Eastern Territory, so no one dared to say anything as Lu Yan sat on the seat on the fifth floor.
Luo Yi asked: "Master Lu, why are you looking for me?"
Lu Yan flicked his right wrist, and the folding fan in his hand instantly opened. The fan was embroidered with landscape patterns, and the dense breath was wrapped around it. At a glance, it was clear that it was a rare magic weapon on the mountain.
Lu Yan smiled, but this smile seemed a bit sarcastic.
"It's nothing important. I just want to see who the good-for-nothing Luo Yi is, who has become famous during this period."
"When I saw it today, it turned out to be rubbish!"
Makura on the side looked at Lu Yan with a strange expression.
Is this Lu Yan out of his mind?
You said you were so good, why did you provoke him?
Sure enough, Luo Yi smiled first when he heard this, and then nodded.
But the next moment, Luo Yi didn't see any movement, or no one present could see Luo Yi's movement clearly.
"Snapped!"
A loud slap resounded throughout the Juxian Building.
Not to mention these onlookers, even Lu Yan himself failed to react.
When he reacted, there was a clearly visible slap mark on his face.
Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "You...you actually..."
"Snapped!"
Another round of applause!
Luo Yi crossed his arms across his chest. He looked at Lu Yan and said, "What? How dare you hit you?"
Lu Yan was completely stunned.
Of course, Lu Yan was not the only one who was stunned, all the spectators were also stunned at this moment.
On the second floor, two monks from the Eastern Region stared at this scene with their mouths open.
The two looked at each other, and one of them asked: "Have you... seen it clearly?"
Another person shook his head: "Maybe... I didn't see it clearly."
The two of them looked at Luo Yi and Na Lu Yan together.
"This Luo Yi..."
"How dare you hit Master Lu? He...he..."
"How dare he?!"
These monks from the Eastern Region certainly know the weight of the name of the Lu family in the Eastern Region.
Even the children of the first-class families in the Eastern Region must treat Lu Yan with courtesy when they see him.
But this Luo Yi...
A disagreement and two slaps?
Lu Yan stood there in a daze, covering his cheek with one hand, and his expression suddenly became ferocious!
"Bold! Bold!!!"
"How dare you hit me? You know I..."
Before he finished speaking, there were two more slaps!
"Pop!"
Luo Yi stood directly in front of Lu Yan this time, holding his hair with one hand and raising the other hand slightly in a slapping gesture. Luo Yi said calmly: "Say, keep talking."
"You say one word and I'll slap you."
"you!"
"Snapped!"
"I!"
"Snapped!"
A face that was originally quite handsome was suddenly swollen by Luo Yi's slap.
Makura was holding back his laughter, while Xu Shuai almost stared out of his eyes.
Isn't Luo Yi a dandy and a waste?
Why do you act so decisively and ruthlessly?
This dramatic scene can actually be regarded as an insider's look at the door, but an outsider's fun.
People who don't understand, like Xu Shuai, are just shocked by Luo Yi's courage, and they are asking why Luo Yi is here?
How dare he?
But people who have been thinking deeply and have a high enough level have their expressions become a little solemn at this moment.
What level is Lu Yan in?
Return to the second level of the Void Realm!
This level is not considered high in this competition, but it definitely cannot be called low!
At least, it won’t be like the scene before you, with no power to fight back!
Doesn't Lu Yan want to fight back? Just let Luo Yi keep fanning him like this?
In the final analysis, it's because he can't do it!
To put it bluntly, if Luo Yi wanted to kill Lu Yan, he could have taken Lu Yan's head from the first palm.
between two people...
Not a monk of the same level at all!
Lu Yan, as the direct grandson of the current head of the Lu family, grew up with a golden key in his mouth.
Not to mention being slapped in public by Luo Yi, Lu Yan had never heard even one or two harsh words!
A stream of blood flowed from the corner of Lu Yan's mouth. He spat out a mouthful of blood. There were two white teeth mixed in the pool of blood on the ground...
Lu Yan was completely angry!
"I XXX!"
Luo Yi slapped him four more times with an expressionless face. This time, Luo Yi's palms were already rolling with energy.
After these four slaps, Lu Yan's whole body kept spinning on the spot.
Luo Yi clapped his hands as if nothing had happened and stood quietly in front of Lu Yan, who had turned into a top.
Makura finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He laughed heartily, covered his stomach with one hand, pointed at Lu Yan with one hand, and bent over with laughter.
After a while, Lu Yan finally stopped spinning.
His face was swollen like a pig's head. Even if Lu Yan's mother came here at this moment, she might not recognize his biological son.
Lu Yan's eyes were filled with stars. He pointed at Luo Yi and was unable to speak for a long time.
Luo Yi raised his hand gently, "Huh? Is there anything else Mr. Lu wants to say?"
"I agreed beforehand to keep the story short. I'm afraid I might accidentally slap you to death."
At this moment, a chirping sound suddenly resounded through the entire Juxian Building.
"Bold thief! Stop it quickly!"
Luo Yi didn't hesitate and started talking nonsense again.
"Making love!"
Lu Yan's head swayed back and forth, like a kite with its string broken.
The folding fan in Lu Yan's hand had already fallen to the ground. The last words he said before fainting were:
"This...this is not...I...what I said..."
After saying this, Lu Yan fell heavily to the ground, rolled his eyes, and fainted.
Luo Yi glanced down and said oh.
"I know, but I just want to hit you."
