Zhu Zhaoyuan and an old man sat opposite each other.

The old man had a deep demeanor and seemed to have a lot of inner meaning. Out of caution, Yang Fan did not pry too much, but listened carefully to the conversation between the two.

"...I'm afraid I have to leave it to you, sir."

Zhu Zhaoyuan smiled slightly, his expression extremely humble.

The old man nodded and seemed to be very satisfied with Zhu Zhaoyuan's attitude: "Your Highness, there is no need to do this. We are all a family anyway, and it is natural to touch the ancestor's statue!"

"After all, this belongs to my Zhu family!"

As soon as the old man said these words, a strange color flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

Ancestor icon?

Something from the Zhu family?

This old man actually comes from the Zhuzi family!

Moreover, judging from its meaning, it is to ask the statue of Zhu Zi away!

What a coincidence!

He wanted to go to the Paradise Cave for a trip!

It's no different from someone bringing you a pillow just as you're about to take a nap!
Chapter completed!