"Xiao Qiu, not bad! Looks like you've been making spirit stones on Cold Sun Peak!"
Tu Laosan reclined against a luxurious couch, enjoying the attentions of the beautiful maids on either side of him as he said blearily, "Third Brother, you flatter me. Even if I hadn't made a single spirit stone, treating you to a meal is only right."
Qiu Daoming said with a smile.
Tu Laosan laughed loudly. "You've got a way with words. I'm finding you more and more likable." He turned to the purple-robed young man, who was drinking gloomily, and said, "Second Brother, it's all in the past. Why stay so downcast? Looking at it now, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise—a good thing, really."
The purple-robed young man waved a hand without replying.
The long-faced young man said, "Third Brother, you're too close to the situation to see clearly. How would you know how much Second Brother had to sacrifice this time to smooth over that mess with Greedy Wolf? Sure, it turned everyone against that Xu fellow, but what is he, anyway? Is he worth all that money from Second Brother's family? A blessing in disguise? How can you even say that?"
Tu Laosan's old face flushed red. He pushed away the beautiful maid who was feeding him water, sprang upright, and glared at the long-faced young man. "Lao Fei, that Xu fellow may not be worth your notice. But suppose he reaches the Yin Venerable realm. With his talent, do you really think you'd be able to surpass him?"
If the purple-robed young man hadn't been involved, Tu Laosan would have already let loose a torrent of abuse.
The long-faced young man said, "Don't spout nonsense. Reaching the Yin Venerable realm depends on one's own fate. Who says that