Only he could do it. If an ordinary disciple tried bringing something this large into Purple Gold Cave, it would definitely be inspected, let alone delivered straight to Turtle-Sleep Pavilion. Only in the hands of him, the Sect Master, could it pass all the way through unimpeded, with no one daring to question it.
Thud! The root carving entered the hall and landed with a slightly muffled sound.
After setting it on the clean floor, Gong Lince unhurriedly walked over to Zhong Guzi, who sat cross-legged on the ground.
Before this man, it would not do to stand over him. Gong Lince slightly lifted the hem of his robe, knelt, and cupped his hands in salute. "This disciple pays respects to Senior Uncle."
"Sect Master, there is no need for such ceremony." Zhong Guzi replied courteously, then fixed his gaze once more upon the root carving and examined it repeatedly. He could see its auspicious meaning, but nothing particularly special about it. Had this man personally come all this way merely to deliver this? It seemed rather vulgar, leaving him puzzled. He could not help asking, "Sect Master, why have you suddenly gone to such trouble?"
Gong Lince did not answer at once. He turned to the man standing at the side with his hands folded before him. "Ju An, I have matters to discuss privately with Elder Zhong. Go stand guard outside. Do not allow anyone near, and do not permit anyone to eavesdrop."
Ju An glanced at Zhong Guzi. Receiving no response, he could only bow. "Yes!"
But as he reached the doorway, he suddenly heard Gong Lince add, "Close the door."
Ju An halted and turned back. Seeing that Zhong Guzi still gave no indication, he could only bow once again and accept the order. "Yes!"
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