Liu Yan glanced at Yang Lingtian and Yang Dingtian, who were following behind her.
She briefly reported everything that had happened on the road.
When Lu Tian heard that Lu Xue, out of kindness, had picked up two severely injured strangers of unknown origin halfway there,
the smile on his face instantly vanished.
His sharp eyes swept toward Yang Lingtian and Yang Dingtian.
A pressure belonging to a peak Divine Lord powerhouse faintly radiated outward.
"Nonsense!"
Lu Tian lowered his voice, a trace of displeasure in it.
"You'll bring just anyone home. Don't you know what time it is?"
"What if they were spies sent by the Wang Family or the Nangong Family?"
After being scolded by her father, Lu Xue's eyes immediately reddened.
She tugged on Lu Tian's arm and said coquettishly, "Father, they aren't bad people."
"They're so badly injured. They're so pitiful. If your daughter hadn't saved them, they would have died."
"You, honestly..." Seeing his daughter's aggrieved expression, Lu Tian's heart softened at once.
He sighed helplessly and waved his hand.
"Fine, fine. They've already been saved. It's not as if we can throw them back out, is it?"
He instructed a steward standing nearby:
"Uncle Fu, take these two young masters to the guest rooms in the rear courtyard and settle them in. Take good care of them and don't slight them."
Although he had said to "take good care of them," the moment the steward heard the words "guest rooms in the rear courtyard," he immediately understood the Estate Lord's meaning.
Who stayed in the guest rooms in the rear courtyard?
They were for servants in the estate who had a little status.
Or for some impoverished distant relatives who had come from far away and had no standing.
To put it plainly, he