Time flies swiftly, and soon, the appointed moment between Lu Yu and Zhou Fengming arrives.
It is late at night, with Lin'an City now completely immersed in silence, the roads only occasionally disrupted by passing vehicles, otherwise drowned in dead quiet.
Inside Yixian Public Cemetery of Lin'an City, Lu Yu is dressed in a tight-fitting black outfit.
Standing before his parents' gravestones, he places a large bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of their graves, bows deeply three times, and speaks softly, "Father, Mother, please wait a moment, soon I will offer up Zhou Fengming's blood to honor your spirits in heaven!"
In his words, Lu Yu's voice is deep, tinged with a trace of icy murderous intent.
The deeds done to the Lu Family by those clans years ago must be repaid with blood!
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