He has seen a lot of such things.

No matter where you go, you are valued, you are those valuable people.

Ye Fan's so-called family members may pay more attention to Ye Fan's face when Ye Fan was alive.

But now, as soon as Ye Fan died, his family forces that depended on Ye Fan would naturally have no support.

The Temple of the Martial Gods now sends people to express their condolences, and Lu Hua feels that it is nothing more than just a show of it for outsiders to see.

After this condolence is over, the Temple of the Martial God will probably no longer care about Ye Fan’s family.

"Brother Hua, I understand all of what you said."

"But, Ye Fan is the seventh pillar country in Yanxia after all."

"Even if you are doing it, you have to send a few more heavyweight figures."

"Otherwise, we two juniors will go to comfort us. If this is spread, it will be so heartbreaking."

"A great general of the Pillar Kingdom is so desolate after his death?"

Lin Sicong still couldn't figure it out and felt that the arrangement of the Temple of Martial God was too inappropriate.

Lu Hua smiled, "You don't understand this."

"Before I came, I heard that the candidates for this condolence group were arranged by the King of Fighters."

"And Mo Wuya, the son of the King of Fighters, was once the seventh favorite candidate to be named, but in the end he was intercepted by Ye Fan."

"This Ye Fan robbed the other person's son's quota."

"Do you think this King of Fighters will make him feel better?"

"I guess the reason why this condolence group is so low is the meaning of the King of Fighters and their father and son."

After all, Lu Hua was born into a martial arts family and had much more information than Lin Sicong's.

"Oh, there is such a grudge?"

Lin Sicong was shocked when he heard this.

He thought that such disputes on interests would only happen among ordinary people like them.

But unexpectedly, those who stand at the peak of martial arts also have their own selfish desires and desires.

After learning about these grievances, Lin Sicong's doubts were resolved.

But equally, because of this, Lin Sicong's attitude towards this task became much more casual and lazy.

After all, the leaders above do not pay attention to it, so how can those who are doing things below pay attention to it?

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After a day of running around, Lin Sicong and Lu Hua arrived in Yunzhou City, Jiangdong Province.

According to the address they learned before, Lu Hua and the others drove directly to the villa in Genting Mountain.

After months of renovation, the Genting Mountain villa, which was burned in the fire of artillery, has undoubtedly been completely decorated.

On the clouds and mist lake, the shed stands tall.

At the top of the clouds, looking down on all directions.

At the first glance of seeing this villa, Lu Hua and Lin Sicong were shocked by the majestic and magnificent building.

"Sit on the Golden Luan, Napanlong, Town Pagoda, and Crown Pottery."

"This place is a Feng Shui treasure land."

"Even the deep courtyard where my grandfather lives is not as grand as this villa."

"It seems that Ye Fan had a considerable power and status in Jiangdong during his lifetime."

After getting off the car, Lu Hua looked at Ye Fan's residence and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

But after being shocked, Lu Hua also laughed and whispered to himself.

"But, so what?"

"No matter how powerful and status you have had during your lifetime, it will be in vain if you die now."
Chapter completed!