Just as Lan Buran was truly about to burst into tears—
Whoosh—
A flash of azure light streaked past.
A figure appeared before them.
So fast!
Everyone in the Storm Demon Hunting Squad was startled.
The middle-aged man who had appeared was already laughing heartily, cupping his hands in thanks.
"Your visit truly honors the Lan Family, members of the Storm Demon Hunting Squad. Please, come in!"
"Someone bring tea! The finest tea!"
Lan Hengyu's warm welcome was easy to understand.
The Storm Demon Hunting Squad had come because he had personally asked the Heavenly King Hall for help.
They were also the people Lan Hengyu was counting on to rescue his son, so naturally, he treated them with even greater respect and warmth.
Except...
"Patriarch, is this the legendary Storm Demon Hunting Squad? They look... well, young and promising."
"I hear Feng Yunqi, the Storm Demon Hunting Squad's captain, has already left your squad. With one top expert gone, hasn't your combat strength dropped considerably? And with such an important member missing, you'll need to work on your coordination all over again, won't you?"
"Patriarch, I'm a blunt man, so I won't beat around the bush. We're immensely grateful that the Storm Demon Hunting Squad is willing to help, but our Lan Family Young Master's life is at stake. If the Demon Hunter Squad isn't even as strong as our own people, how can we talk about rescuing him?"
The Su Family's elders and experts arrived shortly afterward.
Their words, however, were far less pleasant.
Su Jinghong tightened her grip on her short blade.
Had she not already been promoted to captain, Su Jinghong might have charged over and stabbed these shameless Lan Family elders, showing them exactly what it meant to send a clean blade in and pull