"Did you give it to him?"
"Mm."
"Did he take it?"
"He did!"
"Good. Go to the back. Once we enter the city, keep everyone in line. Don't let them stir up any trouble."
After what had happened between Qu Lingjun and Su Xiaolin, Luo Chen had begun paying attention to such matters.
Although Huo Hu leading men to ambush and kill them had little to do with that conflict.
Many things were like trickles of water, accumulating drop by drop.
Luo Chen did not enjoy cleaning up other people's messes.
Especially not over insignificant, sesame-seed-sized matters.
Sima Hui Niang obediently went to the rear.
After she left, Luo Chen walked to the suspension bridge and looked at the weathered old man in a snow-white robe who was drinking tea.
"Sorry for the trouble, Fellow Daoist Xu."
Xu Jingnian had previously been brash and overbearing, barking orders at others.
But that had only been because he could rely on his status as an Ice Fortress disciple.
Now, a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator like Luo Chen was speaking to him so politely.
Naturally, he no longer dared put on airs.
Besides, he had accepted their Spirit Stones...
"It's no trouble at all. Senior, there's no need to be so courteous. You can call me Daye, or Old Xu."
"Mm, then I'll call you Old Xu!"
Xu Xiaoliu, standing respectfully nearby, found the scene utterly inconceivable.
This mild-mannered and kindly spoken Luo Chen was practically a different person from the one at the Mooring Yard who had verbally toyed with Lu Rong.
His uncle's cultivation was still inferior to Lu Rong's.
Xu Jingnian raised his head and properly looked Luo Chen in the eye.
After studying him carefully, he nodded slightly.
"Go on. Little Six will be your guide during this time.