Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, revealing a touch of silence: "I just didn't expect you to recognize it..."

"What? You've seen it!?"

Mr. Tang looked at Yan Zhen meaningfully, his eyes flashing.

What kind of person he was, he could see Yan Zhen’s thoughts at a glance, and immediately stood up with a smile.

"Since I've seen it, it's much easier... Come on, let me introduce it to you..."

With his left hand lightly spread, he pushed Yan Zhen towards Ling Luoyu.

"This Yan Zhen is the fifth grandson of Uncle Yan's direct descendant... This girl is named Ling Luoyu, and now the leader of Yaoshan Sect... Speaking of which, she is also your aunt..."

Yan Zhen's smile suddenly became calm: "What!?"

Mr. Tang deliberately could not see his shock and shock, and invited Ling Luoyu forward with a smile.

"The relationship here is very complicated. You can't understand it for a while... So, you just need to remember one thing... This girl Ling Luoyu Ling is your aunt!!"

Mr. Tang saw through Yan Zhen’s little spring heart at a glance, so he came up and gave him a heavy blow, destroying all his beautiful thoughts in the bud.

Ling Luoyu also understood Mr. Tang's meaning and cooperated with a smile: "Actually, you don't have to be so polite, just call me your name... After all, Xuan Chen and I have not officially gotten married yet, and we are about the same age, so calling us aunt... is a bit awkward..."

Yan Zhen's expression changed slightly several times before she smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't expect... we started to talk about it and it turned out to be a family... Unfortunately, I didn't know..."

"Of course you don't know..."

Mr. Tang winked at Ling Luoyu and still smiled so gently.

"To be honest, the story here is very long... Xuan Chen's grandmother, because of some things, she leaves home all year round, so it is normal for you not to know... You just need to know that she is your aunt and your elder!"

"Yes, Mr. Tang!"

Yan Zhen bowed slightly with a complex look on his face.

"Sect Master Ling! Thank you for your help to my great-grandfather!"

"We don't have to be so polite. We are not outsiders..."

Ling Luoyu smiled and waved his hand, looking shy.

"Xuanchen is my husband, so his family is my family, and rushes are just a simple task..."

"It's just a matter of raising your hands?" Yan Zhen frowned.

This is said with a calm and gentle voice!

But these people spent a lot of time on their attitude and manpower to find rushes.

"Yes, it's a simple task..."

Ling Luoyu pointed to the direction of the ruins of the Miaojia Ancient Castle.

"I found it on the hill over there..."

"The mountain over there?!"

Yan Zhen became more and more confused.

"I've searched all the mountains over there, there is no rush, you..."

At the same time, Mr. Tang's eyebrows frowned slightly without notice.

Ling Luoyu pretended to be blind and couldn't see it: "Oh... there is a dilapidated ancient city ruins in the mountains..."

"Miaojia Ancient City..."

Yan Zhen's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Mr. Tang with a very complicated look.

Mr. Tang waved at the right time: "Okay, Uncle Yan just recovered and his body is still very weak. If you have anything to say, let's go out and say it. Let's let him have a good rest..."

Yan Zhen's lips trembled, as if he was about to say something, but in the end he was silent, bowed to Yan Bo and left the door.

In the room, Yan Bo and Mr. Tang looked at each other silently—

"Tell me the truth...who is that girl?!"
Chapter completed!