"But you're bullying my son just because you've cultivated a few more years."
Lu Changsheng spoke calmly and indifferently, as the mana mechanism that was perfectly unified with Lu Miaoge gradually dissipated.
Then he turned his head to look at Lu Qingshan in the distance and said, "Qingshan, are you alright?"
Originally, it should have been a touching scene where a father, seeing his son being bullied, angrily slays the enemy.
But Lu Qingshan was well aware of his father's strength; with these people, one sword was enough. He was not moved at all and only thought it a waste.
However, since his father had already set the stage, he couldn't not give face. He immediately laughed loudly and said, "Child Lu Qingshan greets Father."
"These three people are merely relying on their numbers and cultivation level being slightly higher than mine, but they can't do anything to me!"
