One Against Three, The Advantage Is With Me! (1)

"Lu Huanxiu, what are you doing here?"

In the living room in the front yard, Zhang Mudie's eyes were murderous, and her face was as cold as ice.

"We're both court heads of the Martial Academy. Isn't it a little rude for Junior Sister Zhang to say this?" Lu Huanxiu, who was dressed in a black robe, smiled. Those who didn't know better would think that he was really a polite person.

"You're not welcome here! Please leave!" Zhang Mudie was determined.

"Alright! Since Junior Sister Zhang doesn't care about the friendship between fellow disciples, I won't interfere in this matter. You can explain to Brother Yang and Young Master Zheng yourself."

Lu Huanxiu was not angry. He only looked at Zhang Mudie teasingly and gave way.

Behind him stood a tall and muscular old man with a long beard and a handsome young master in white.

"Greetings, Grandmaster Yang. Young master, may I know your name?" Zhang Mu Die cupped her fists.