Liao Zhenshan had always maintained a good relationship with the Lu family. As the butler of the Helian family, the middle-aged man knew this, so he certainly couldn't admit what the students of the Martial Arts Department said.
"Don't talk nonsense. Alchemist Liao is not someone you juniors can talk about so frivolously!"
The middle-aged man scolded sternly and immediately changed the topic. "Even if our Young Master really owes you something and forgot to return it, you shouldn't have come to block the door of the Helian family with such fanfare. Our Helian family isn't a small family. No one can step on us!"
Hearing the middle-aged man's righteous words, Lu Zijia had a new understanding of the shamelessness of the Helian family.
Lu Zijia raised her hand, indicating that the students of the academy didn't have to argue with the middle-aged man.
