In the study, Lu Qingming, dressed in a brown robe and covered in frost and dust, knelt on the ground and bowed deeply to his father.
"Father, I'm back." Lu Qingming pressed his head to the floor and spoke sincerely.
"Get up. Why bother with these empty formalities between father and son?" Lu Xingkong set down the bamboo slips in his hand and spoke with a smile.
Lu Qingming raised his head. Looking at his father's kindly expression, he said softly, "Father..."
Thinking of how he had been ambushed on the road and nearly died in a foreign land, never again having the chance to show filial respect before his father, he could not help feeling sorrowful. He asked, "How is your health, Father?"
"I'm very well."
Understanding his son's feelings, Lu Xingkong rose and walked toward the tearoom. He personally brought over a cup of freshly brewed tea and said, "The journey was hard. Have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself."
Lu Qingming accepted the fragrant tea with both hands and drained it in one gulp. "Your tea-brewing skills have improved greatly, Father."
"It's only for family to drink. What need is there for tea-brewing skills? Still, I know what happened to you on the road." Thunder flashed in Lu Xingkong's eyes as he said, "To be able to get Undying Impermanence and Strange Daoist to make a move—there can't be many families throughout Xifeng capable of that, can there?"
"That's right." Knowing his father was about to discuss serious matters, Lu Qingming set down his teacup and said, "Along the way, I was also trying to guess who had made the attack. It's just that the Lu family's circumstances are delicate right now. I have several suspects, but there's no way to confirm anything. Undying Impermanence