C6822 What He Stole.

Lu Yu stood up from his meditation.

A light sound woke Zhao Feihong up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Lu Yu in confusion, "Master, is it daybreak now?"

"Yes."

Lu Yu said indifferently, "Let's go and send the Lu Family to their graves."

Zhao Feihong immediately became spirited. He immediately stood up and picked up his iron sword.

"There's no hurry. Go wash your face first