"I believe that my father, who is bedridden at this time, would not want me to serve by his side than want me to go out and gather some information about the Blue Blade Warlord." Luo Bai smiled lightly.

The curvature of Ling Yu's lips deepened, and not far away, a young man wearing white gloves had black hair and snow skin, and the dark blue military uniform did not have a trace of wrinkles, and the buttons of his military uniform were tightly buttoned to the top, and the mangling was cold and cold reflected by the metal iron buttons.

It's really serious and cautious, Ling Yu thought.

The group of officers surrounding Luo Bai thought they had misheard.

"What? Information on the Blue Blade Warlords? Are you kidding?! ”

"God, is it possible that the eldest young master is stunned? Also the information of the Blue Blade Warlord?! ”

……

Ling Yu looked at Luo Bai, who still didn't change his face in the midst of the questioning, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Not really.

Luo's eldest young master is not worthy of his impression.

And the next moment, Ling Yu saw the black-haired young man surrounded by people and looked straight over.

At this moment, Ling Yu couldn't deny that the eldest young master not far away had a face as bright as a demon.

If it weren't for the fact that person was protected by the Luo Warlord, he was afraid that with that face alone, he would not be able to have a peaceful life.

"Special Assistance Lingyu, about some things about the Blue Blade Warlord, can you take the opportunity to speak?" Luo Bai ignored the stunned bystanders.

Borrowing to speak?

What can't be said to their face?!

As if being aroused, Ling Yu nodded, and his narrow phoenix eyes were uncertain.

……

No third person knew the specific content of this conversation in the study, but after that, everyone could feel that the special assistant with a great future had changed his attitude towards the eldest young master, who had always been ignored.

In anyone's impression, Ling Yu has always been gentle and tactful towards people, but after that day, everyone saw that Ling Yu's behavior had become strange.

On the one hand, when Luo Dashuai's subordinates did not agree with Luo Bai's participation in the decision-making meeting, Ling Yu stood up and held a supportive attitude.

But on the other hand, he will refute all the opinions put forward by the eldest young master.

And even a servant accidentally saw that Ling Yu, who was usually gentle and elegant, was full of murderous aura when he looked at the back of the eldest young master.

No matter what it is, Luo Bai, who seems to have nothing to do with himself, still maintains the state of watching the play, and it seems that everything is completely expected.

The relationship between the two was confusing in an instant.

The open and secret strife here did not subside until an invitation letter was sent to Luofu.

This China, like the one Luo Bai recognized, entered the era of warlord division after experiencing the collapse of the last dynasty.

The last dynasty was dim and decaying, and the foreign powers were powerless to resist when they invaded, so that after the collapse, the various concessions established by the great powers in China not only still existed, but also developed more powerfully.

The invitation was distributed by the representative of the United States, and he invited the heads of the three major warlords in China and the high-level officials of all the concessions in China at one time, and this banquet was not small.

Luo Dashuai, who was still lingering on the hospital bed, looked at the invitation and pondered for a long time, and after a long time, he affirmed Luo Bai's suggestion to attend on his behalf.

It's not that he doesn't want to go, it's that he can't afford to go even if he wants to.

Ling Yu's ability is indeed outstanding, but how to say that he is not surnamed Luo, he is an outsider!

And the changes in his son Luo Dashuai didn't see it blindly, although he had some doubts in his heart, but he was really happy to see this kind of change, after all, a useful son is better than a straw bag, and the straw bag is not good to say.