The black-clothed follower was trembling. Standing in front of Lu Xifan, he didn't look like a wolf dog guarding the house, but a timid little gabby.

"Ah Hong, come back." The young man in the blue suit couldn't stand it anymore.

After hearing his master's words, the black-clothed follower finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stood behind the young man in the blue suit, as if a dog was sneaking back to his master's feet.

"It's sinking." The blue suit reported to the house with a proud look on his face.

Yaoyao was a little sleepy. Lu Xifan hugged Yaoyao and coaxed him to sleep, but his face was as calm as ever, and he was not surprised by the blue suit door.

Chen Fang was a little unhappy. The Shen family was a top family in Lujiang City and was ranked first in Luzhou Province. Unexpectedly, the young dad in front of him, who was dressed casually but ordinary, was completely unmoved.

"I don't know who your surname is?" Chen stepped forward, looked at Lu Xifan, and stared at him.

Lu Xifan made a gesture of silence. It turned out that Yao Yao had closed his eyes, his small chest was undulating, and he was snoring a little.

Lu Xifan gently placed Yao Yao flat on the sofa, blocking the pillow next to him, in case the little guy fell asleep and turned over and rolled down.

Chen Fang stood aside and watched Lu Xifan get busy, his heart gets angry. He dares not take him seriously, but he doesn't see many people on weekdays. But the baby is about to go to bed, so he really doesn't want to get angry casually, after all, he is a person with a status.

Lu Xifan finally finished his work, stood up, glanced at him, turned around and left the living room, and came to the bathroom.

Chen Fang was stunned for a moment, and followed Ah Hong in black.

"Lu Jiang Shen Family." Lu Xifan had heard of this name. In fact, all the people in Lu Jiang have heard of it. The Shen Family is called Shen Bancheng, with amazing wealth and real estate spread all over Lu Jiang. According to legend, there are as many as half of Lu Jiang.

After hearing Lu Xifan's speech, Chen Fang proudly thrust his chest, "No, I don't know who you are?"

"The nameless man is not worth mentioning." Lu Xifan said calmly, "But you went into the bathroom with me again and didn't let the water go. Why do you like the smell here very much?"

Chen Fang's face darkened, "As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner. Ah Hong is my person, and your attitude just now clearly looked down on our Shen family!"

Ah Hong had already reported to the house just now, but Lu Xifan still didn't know how to stop. No wonder Chen Fang was angry in his heart. He dared to look down on the Shen family. Such a person wanted to teach him some lessons and let him know how many eyes Mr. Ma had!

Lu Xifan, who was standing in front of the urinal, was a little puzzled. When he saw that the children of aristocratic families appeared in online novels looked sloppy, he always felt puzzled, thinking that the writers wrote too poorly, but they were also children of wealthy families, so they would not be like a cockfighting person.

It was not until he practiced Taoism for three thousand years and met countless clans who looked like Xixi, that he realized that there was a reason for their personalities.

"You are a child of the Shen family." Lu Xifan looked at Chen Fang with interest.

"You, what are you talking about?!" Chen Fang's face turned pale.

"Generally speaking, only those second-generation ancestors who are incompetent among the children of the family will say similar words, being inferior and arrogant, being inferior in front of the children of the clan, clamping their tails, being arrogant in front of ordinary people, and relying on their power!" Lu Xifan's words are like a knife.

"You!" Chen Fang's face was pale and his lips were trembling, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"What does the Shen family have today's wealth and status? You are just lucky and will be reincarnated." The light of the sharp light in Lu Xifan's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice, "Get out!"

The strong pressure came out with the sound, as if the dull thunder was shaking his mind. The follower Ahon suddenly collapsed to the ground, his eyes shook in a trance, and he almost fainted.

However, Chen Fang took seven or eight steps back, sat on the sofa, his face pale, and sweat oozed out of his forehead.

oh?

Lu Xifan was a little puzzled. Although the impact of his divine consciousness just now was only a very weak point, it was not something that ordinary people could resist. Unexpectedly, this rich child could hold on. It seemed that the Shen family had some tricks and he underestimated him.

Chen Fang held the handrail of the sofa and looked at Lu Xifan in horror with wide eyes.

Seeing Lu Xifan dressed like a little baby, he thought he was just an ordinary dad, but he didn't expect that he had this trick.

Is this the legendary divine impact?

Chen Fang thought about it and found that only the old Taoist priest and martial masters who were worshipped by his family could reach this level, but they were all fifty years old. The dad in front of him seemed to be only in his twenties. Could it be that he is a hidden master?!

The follower Ah Hong, who was standing beside him, was lying on the ground and humming.

Damn, this time I got the ironclad! Chen Fang cursed secretly in his heart. But this guy was right. He is a child of the Shen family and has little power in the family. Although he thinks that the masters offered by the family can beat the dad in front of him, he still can't invite them with his status.

It seems that this loss is a sure thing!

Chen Fang was resentful, but he dared not speak out.

Just then, a greeting sounded from behind, "Nephew?"

Chen Fang hurriedly stood up with the handrail, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a Chinese-style double-breasted shirt and two whiskers walking over.

"Uncle Cao." Chen Fang stepped forward and bowed slightly to greet him.

"Xiao Fang, your face is very bad. What happened?" The middle-aged man's surname is Cao Zhongxing, and he is the vice president of Baicaotang. He has a good relationship with Shen Fang's father Chen Baichuan.

"Uncle Cao, that's the case..." Chen Fang said the matter in a low voice.

Cao Zhongan looked at Ah Hong who was still sluggish on the side and his face darkened. "I dare to do whatever he wants at our Baicaotang headquarters. I want to see who is the sacred place!"

"Uncle Cao, this person seems to have the ability to impact the divine mind, and it is difficult to deal with." Chen Fang reminded in a low voice.

"Xiao Fang, do you underestimate your Uncle Cao?" Cao Zhongan said with a sarcastic smile.

Yes, why did I forget Uncle Cao’s fault!

Chen Fang came to his senses. Cao Zhongan had studied art in Beiluo Mountain for more than 20 years and was a brother of the old Taoist priest whom the family worshipped. He had a profound knowledge of Taoism. No wonder he didn't care about the reminder he just now.

That's great. Uncle Cao came forward and saw that the boy was about to revenge immediately.

The unrestrained bad mood swept away.

After Lu Xifan finished washing his hands, he found that there was one more person in the living room.

Cao Zhongan looked at Lu Xifan. He had dealt with many hidden families and had a good memory, but he had no impression of Lu Xifan at all. He must not be the children of those families.

"This is the living room of my Baicaotang. I wonder who you are? What are you here to do?" Cao Zhongan's lips slightly squinted, and his tone was extremely unfriendly.

(End of this chapter)
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