Lu Youning raced all the way to Lingxi Mountain.
"Invite me to Prefecture City? What for?"
In the Main Hall, Yang Zhengshan looked at Lu Youning in surprise.
Lu Youning said, "Yang Brother, my father suspects Youyu Gate may make a move against our Lu Family, and it may be an Immortal Cultivator."
"An Immortal Cultivator!" Yang Zhengshan's swordlike brows rose.
If an Immortal Cultivator really took action, that would be no simple matter.
"Are you certain?"
"Not certain, but just in case, we still hope Yang Brother can go to Prefecture City and hold the fort for a while!"
Lu Youning looked at Yang Zhengshan and said, "Our Lu Family won't ask Yang Brother to act for nothing. For holding the fort for Three Months, three thousand Spirit Stones. If you need to make a move, depending on the intensity of the battle, the payment will be no less than ten thousand Spirit Stones at minimum!"
He desperately wanted Yang Zhengshan to go to Prefecture City and hold the fort.
In truth, he was filled with reverence toward Immortal Cultivators as well.
As for the reward, that had to be given.
Yang Zhengshan did not owe their Lu Family anything. On the contrary, their Lu Family owed Yang Zhengshan quite a few favors.
Lu Youning's life had been saved by Yang Zhengshan, and that life-saving grace had yet to be repaid. Some time ago, Yang Zhengshan had also protected Lu Jianghua.
It could be said that the Lu Family owed Yang Zhengshan a great deal.
Stroking His Beard, Yang Zhengshan pondered for A Moment, then said, "Very well. This Old Man will go to Prefecture City and stay for a while!"
He was willing to go to Prefecture City. First, because the Lu Family was willing to pay him.