"By the way, I heard your ancestor came home." Lu Yin spoke.
Hui Santong's expression turned awkward. No matter how he heard it, that sounded like an insult. Yet there really was an ancestor who had come home. "Ancestor Hui Kong. I remember Brother Lu met Ancestor Hui Kong in the Technology Starfield."
Lu Yin nodded. "As long as Brother Hui Kong returned safely, that's all that matters."
The corner of Hui Santong's eye twitched. "Ancestor mentioned Brother Lu."
"I hit it off with him at first sight."
"Ancestor told my Hui Family to help Brother Lu whenever possible."
"Brother Hui is thoughtful."
Hui Santong's face flushed purple. He said "Ancestor" once, and the bastard responded with "Brother Hui" once, clearly taking advantage of him. What a bastard.
"By the way, this is the Wisdom Root Ancestor Hui Kong gave Brother Lu. I encountered the Burial Garden while transporting the Wisdom Root to the Yan Lan Flow Realm." As he spoke, Hui Santong handed the Wisdom Root to Lu Yin.
Lu Yin's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed. "Thank Brother Hui Kong for me. Tell him I won't stand on ceremony."
The Wisdom Roots currently cultivated by the Hui Family were far inferior to the one left behind by Ancestor Hui. In fact, they could not even be called Wisdom Roots—only a kind of Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure.
But Lu Yin was already very satisfied. He could try to improve it or cultivate it. In any case, there was more than one method he could try. He urgently needed a genuine Wisdom Root to help increase his strength.
Hui Santong felt irritated. He glanced around and planned to leave. There was no point staying here anyway—the Jade Stone could not possibly be his.
As luck would have it,