289: C289 Underestimation

C289 Underestimation

"It's good that you love money. I, Lu Tianxiong, lack nothing but money." Lu Tianxiong was getting more and more excited.

Then, he looked at Wu Amon and said excitedly: "Hurry up and call Long Ao Tian, tell him I have a request."

Wu Amon nodded his head heavily, preparing to give Long Ao Tian a call.

As soon as Wu Amon took out his phone, Lu Tianxiong stopped Wu Amon from calling Long Ao Tian.

In order to be more solemn, he personally called Long Ao Tian, inviting him to his villa to discuss some important matters.

On the other end of the phone, Long Ao Tian agreed.

Then, without stopping, he called Lin Fei and had him fly to his villa to discuss important matters.

Lin Fei also agreed.

12 o'clock in the afternoon, in Lu Tianxiong's luxurious villa.

Lin Fei, Long Ao Tian, and Lu Tianxiong sat in the living room, while Wu Meng stood beside Lu Tianxiong.

"Mister Lin …" Lu Tianxiong stood up from his chair, and respectfully looked at Lin Fei. Without saying a word, he had attracted Long Ao Tian's ridicule.

Involuntarily, Lin Fei turned his gaze towards Long Ao Tian.

Long Ao Tian looked to be around 60 years old, he was dressed in white, with a long white beard, giving off a very sage-like vibe.

"Mr. Long, why are you laughing?" Lu Tianxiong also stared at Long Ao Tian, before asking in confusion.

Of course, he knew that Long Ao Tian was a cultivator, thus, when facing Long Ao Tian, his attitude was extremely respectful.

Hearing Lu Tianxiong's words, Long Ao Tian abruptly stood up from his chair, like a god looking down on an ant, he looked at Lin Fei: "This little kid that hasn't even grown hair yet, how can you call him mister."

Lin Fei laughed, a very playful laugh.

From start to finish, he had never provoked Long Ao Tian, he never expected that Long Ao Tian would be the first to attack him.

"Mister Long, this Mister Lin is also a cultivator and an admirer of me, Lu Tianxiong." Lu Tianxiong said in fear, afraid that Long Ao Tian would be angered.

"He's a cultivator?" Long Ao Tian looked at Lin Fei with disdain, then shook his head and said: "Lu Tianxiong, you lied to a three year old child! Was this immature child a cultivator? "Hahaha!"

Clearly, Long Ao Tian did not believe that Lin Fei was a cultivator.

From what he knew, if a normal person wanted to become a cultivator, they would have to go through years of accumulation.

Thinking about it like this, he felt that all martial cultivators must be ancient elders.

And Lin Fei looked like he was at most 25 or 26. A 25 or 26 year old brat was a cultivator?

The joke was too cold.

"Whether I am a cultivator or not has nothing to do with you." Being engulfed in Long Ao Tian's wrath time and time again, Lin Fei was already on fire.

"Of course it does." Long Ao Tian stroked his long white beard.

"What relationship?" Lin Fei did not understand.

"You're just a wet behind the ears brat, you're not fit to be on the same level as me, and even more unworthy to be addressed by Lu Tianxiong as mister." Long Ao Tian looked like an old man who was the best in the world.

"I, Lin Fei, respect the elderly and cherish the young, I do not wish to lower myself to your level. But don't push it too far. " Lin Fei slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Long Ao Tian.

Long Ao Tian was too lazy to even look at Lin Fei, disdainfully saying: "You aren't very capable, and your temper is not small."2

This was because he felt that Lin Fei was not worth a second glance. He was just a small character, how big of a splash would he be able to create?

Lu Tianxiong couldn't stand it any longer.

Today, he called Lin Fei and Long Ao Tian over to deal with his enemies, the Forest Leopard.

He did not want Lin Fei and Long Ao Tian to fight against Lin Leopard before they had even seen him.

"Mister Lin, Mister Long, you two calm down first." Thus, Lu Tianxiong hurriedly advised.

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