my villain is too cute

Chapter 825 Are You My Patriarch (12)

When Luan Yunjue left, a chilling voice came from the yard: "Come in."

Luan Zhaohua was stunned, hesitating in his steps, he didn't know how he had offended the ancestor, the cold voice seemed to be very angry.

Luan Zhaohua didn't dare to delay, and entered the room in fear, he lowered his head: "Old ancestor."

The three little ghosts appeared at the back door, avoiding the cold woman.

Han Jin rolled up a piece of blood-stained gauze in his pale hands, slowly put it into his sleeve, raised his eyes, expressionless.

Cold sweat was running down Luan Zhaohua's back. The noble and proud Patriarch Luan was in a panic at this moment.

After a long time, an unhurried voice sounded above his head, wrapped in a biting chill: "You hurt him."

Luan Zhaohua was taken aback, unable to react, before he could think about what Han Jin was talking about, she said, "You hurt Yun Jue."

Han Jin clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves, and looked at Luan Zhaohua with his head down coldly.

Anger surged in her chest, she was very angry about Luan Yunjue's injury.

Luan Zhaohua knew what she was referring to, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, and did not argue, "It's the younger generation's fault." But he was very smart and tactfully begged for mercy, "Although the ancestor was in a critical situation at that time, the younger generation did something wrong. Not reporting such things to the ancestors in advance is the younger generation's transgression."

Han Jin looked at Luan Zhaohua for a long time, then opened his lips lightly, "Go to the Library Pavilion, when will you draw the intermediate first-class talisman, and when will it come out."

Luan Zhaohua, who had never dared to look up, suddenly looked at Han Jin.

There are no more than a hundred middle-level first-class talismans on the market. With Luan Zhaohua's current strength, it is difficult to draw an intermediate-level talisman, let alone a first-class one.

Is this going to make him stay in Zangshu Pavilion for the rest of his life?
Luan Zhaohua was frightened. His mind was spinning very fast, and he stumbled and said, "Old Ancestor... There will be an exchange conference in a while, and Yun Jue will also participate. Wouldn't it be better for me to follow?"

Luan Zhaohua wiped the cold sweat off his brow, looking at Hanjin with pleading eyes.

Han Jin lowered his eyes, as if thinking of something, his eyes softened, a little absent-minded: "No, I'll follow him, just concentrate on studying the talismans."

Luan Zhaohua: ...

"Ancestor..."

Luan Zhaohua still wanted to struggle, but was interrupted by Han Jin waving his hand.

"I'm going to rest." Looking at Luan Zhaohua's unlovely old face, he said calmly, "You don't have to do this. In your situation, you are about to break through."

Luan Zhaohua was taken aback for a moment, his eyes burst into joy, and he said no more: "Yes."

It was only after Luan Zhaohua came out of the room that he dared to take a deep breath. He thought, Luan Yunjue's status should be raised again.

This is not simply a matter of importance. The ancestor was so angry with this adopted son for a small injury, he was really interested.

However, what is this adopted son capable of?The old ancestor who looked at the indifference actually put him in his heart.
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The Tianshi Mansion of the Luan Family is located on Wuchong Mountain in the outskirts. There are pictures of antique buildings, shrouded in night mist, and covered with a layer of mysterious gray veil.

In a relatively remote courtyard, incandescent lights were exposed through the windows, reflecting a bright light on the ground.

"You're back."

Luan Yunjue pushed open the door, a gentle female voice sounded, he looked over...

Sitting on the sofa was a woman in a white dress, with a delicate appearance, long hair fluttering, and a demure and gentle expression, but a bit unnatural.

It gives people the illusion of seeing Miss Luan Yunxi, but this is a fake and inferior product.

There is another man on the other side, a little fat, with an honest and honest appearance, but the occasional glint in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate him.

(End of this chapter)