Everyone looked at each other, did not dare to say anything, and immediately left.

Soon, only Lu Tianba and a few royal guards were left in the entire mourning hall.

"Hey, the man on the roof has been hiding outside for so long. Is it time to come down?" Lu Tianba said suddenly.

There was silence and no response.

"What? No face? Do you want me to send someone to capture you?" Lu Tianba spoke again.

After a few seconds, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the mourning hall.

Immediately afterwards, a young man wearing protective clothing suddenly appeared in the mourning hall.

"I didn't expect you to be so sensitive that you could detect my presence." The man was a little surprised.

"Who are you? How dare you sneak into the palace?" Lu Tianba narrowed his eyes slightly.

As he spoke, his hand was already on the handle of the knife.

Several personal guards around him also immediately became vigilant, and they all looked at him eagerly.

The man didn't reply, but took off the human skin mask on his face.

After seeing the man's face, Lu Tianba couldn't help but shrink his pupils and look shocked.

"elder brother?"

Looking at the man who had taken off his human skin mask, Lu Tianba couldn't help but be slightly startled, feeling surprised and happy.

The visitor was none other than Lu Changge, who had sneaked into the palace in disguise.

"Tianba, you have grown a lot and are now able to stand alone."

Lu Chen looked at his half-brother with a bit of joy in his eyes.

In fact, he heard everything Lu Tianba and Li Yishuang said just now.

He was very moved by his brother Lu Tianba's trust.

Of course, Li Yishuang's doubts were not wrong.

Throughout the ages, it is not uncommon for brothers to turn against each other and fathers and sons to fight for power and gain.

It is natural that the other party is his son.

"Brother, when did you return to Xiliang?" Lu Tianba asked.

"I just came back two days ago," Lu Chen replied.

"Do you know about dad's matter?" Lu Tianba's voice was trembling.

Lu Chen glanced at the photo on the mourning hall, nodded, and said nothing.

The last time father and son met was in Jiangling a year ago.

Unexpectedly, that side would become a farewell forever.

When they met again, he was standing in the mourning hall, while Lu Wanjun was lying in the coffin. JrNovels.com