Lu Yan then turned around again and looked at Feng Lin with a smile, "It depends on what you mean. I came here voluntarily. What's the matter?"

"I wanted to rob the spiritual mine, so I was thinking about the relationship between the Immortal Palace and the old man, so I came over to see if we could cooperate."

Feng Lin spread his hands expressionlessly, "Now it seems that it's not necessary."

"Only you? How can you be qualified to cooperate with our Immortal Palace!" Qian Jixiang snorted coldly.

"Feng Lin, don't listen to her. Let me ask you something. How is your relationship with Ji Guangling?"

Lu Yan asked with a smile.

"Old man, let's just consider him my master."

Feng Lin originally called him Old Master just because he was older than the Second Master.

When he opens his mouth or shuts up, it’s all Xiao Meng.

The second master, Meng Changsheng, is only in his sixties.

Ji Guangling directly said one hundred and two. If he called him grandpa, he would be confused with the second master, so he called him old master.

Who would have thought that as his strength increased and he became more knowledgeable, the old man would turn into a young man at the age of 120.

"So, you guys have a good relationship, can you help my boss lead a red line?"

Lu Yan looked at Qian Jixiang with a smile.

Feng Lin shook his head gently. He also knew that Lu Yan was trying to ease the atmosphere between the two of them.

But Feng Lin still said calmly: "My old man doesn't like her type."

"What type does he like?"

Qian Jixiang narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Is not this nonsensical?"

Feng Lin kept gesticulating with his hands, "The front must be so big, right? The back must be so round, and the height must be at least 1.7 meters..."

"Shut up!"
Chapter completed!