The young, handsome disciple gave a wry smile. Somewhat guilty, he glanced around, swallowed nervously, and said,
"This matter is actually tied to a family affair of my master's. When he was young, he too had his romantic dalliances and left behind a line of descendants. They were challenged and oppressed when that Savage Tribesman Tong Lie came knocking, and with no other choice, they sought out my master. That was why Master had no choice but to leave seclusion."
Oh, so that was how it was. No wonder.
Xie Wanzhi's temperament had changed drastically. He regarded the multitude of living beings and the common people as no better than pigs and dogs, utterly devoid of the compassion he had possessed in his youth.
Yet his own blood descendants were different, after all. Without the prospect of eternal life, those descendants were equivalent to an extension of his own life, so he still had to look after them to some extent.
Lü Yue gave the matter even deeper thought. Since Xie Wanzhi still cared rather deeply for the descendants of his line, if he refused again later, perhaps this could be used as leverage to move him.
At least in Lü Yue's view, throughout the Northern Lands and the three prefectures of Ji, Liang, and Yan, no one possessed greater authority or influence than his own Young Master.
Thus, the two chatted back and forth. At first, they spoke of matters concerning Xie Wanzhi, but later shifted to their respective Martial Dao Cultivation, which was also in accordance with Xie Wanzhi's earlier instructions.
Lü Yue's martial path still followed the Formless Primordial Way. Later, after receiving guidance from Meng Zhao, he incorporated the transformations of the four seasons, using the four seasons to symbolize the Four Symbols, and the Four