Facing Qin Fengming, all the members of the Ji Household could be said to feel reverence from the bottom of their hearts. Although because of Qin Fengming, one of Ji Tang and his sons had died while the other was injured, and the clansmen close to them had all been placed under house arrest,
when it came to Qin Fengming's identity and status, as well as the many beneficial things he had done for the Ji Household, none of the Ji Household members could muster even the slightest hatred toward him.
Not to mention what methods Qin Fengming possessed—just his identity alone was already something their tiny Ji Household could not afford to offend.
"Ha-ha-ha! It truly is Young Master Qin who has arrived. Please forgive this old man for being late to welcome you."
In merely a moment, a streak of light shot out from the valley. Before the person had even arrived, an excited cry had already rung out.
"Sorry to trouble Fellow Daoist Ji by coming personally to welcome me. I have disturbed your secluded cultivation."
"Young Master, what are you saying? This old man is already nearing the end of his life. No matter how I cultivate, it will be impossible for me to advance to the Nascent Soul stage. It is only right that I come to welcome Young Master. This is not a place to talk. Please accompany this old man to the hall, where we can have a proper discussion."
Stepping forward and taking Qin Fengming by the hand, the Ji Household's Old Ancestor walked beside him with extraordinary enthusiasm.
In the Ji Household's guest hall, Qin Fengming and the Ji Household's Old Ancestor took their seats as host and guest, while Ji Liang sat below them in attendance. After exchanging greetings with