"How should I address the two of you?"
Inside the room, Lu Wanyuan smiled at the two people standing beside him. They were representatives chosen by the Spirit Farmers.
One was an old man, weathered and deeply lined. The other was a middle-aged man, his face full of indignation.
"Senior Lu! This humble one is called Chi Changhe, and this is Xu Danian!"
Chi Changhe cupped his hands respectfully as he spoke.
After all, his cultivation was only at Qi Refining Level Three. Although Lu Wanyuan was younger, his Cultivation Realm was higher. In the Cultivation World, strength was supreme, which was why Chi Changhe addressed him as a senior.
"Oh, so you're Fellow Daoist Chi and Brother Xu. There's no need to be so reserved. Please sit, and we can talk at our leisure!"
He gestured for the two of them to sit.
Hearing how the other man addressed him, Chi Changhe immediately looked flattered. The two exchanged a glance, then carefully took their seats below him.
After all, Spirit Farmers like them were unwelcome wherever they went. Who could have guessed that the head of the Lu Family would show them such respect and treat them so kindly?
Baili Qiuyue had already poured them both cups of brewed spirit tea.
"I've more or less understood the situation, and I've already thought of how to resolve it. I'll explain my plan first. Listen and see if you're satisfied. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I'll answer them all."
Lu Wanyuan spoke unhurriedly.
Chi Changhe and Xu Danian nodded. Since he had already thought of a solution, they would let him explain it first and see what he had in mind.
"The spirit hoes and sickles you used—the sickles the Lu Family Workshop sold you cost one