He hadn't asked this question earlier, but now he needed to know. If the Great Celestial Venerable refused to release Lu the Madman and didn't believe he was Red Back, they'd be in trouble. They had to find a way to handle it; otherwise, if Lu the Madman caused any problems, the Lu family would bear the brunt.
Lu Yuan's expression darkened. Earlier, when Lu the Madman had come up, he'd hurried off. He hadn't expected the boy to be so oblivious as to ask about it now.
"Ancestor, I know you don't want to talk about it, but as the Dao Master of the Fifth Continent, I have the right to know so I can deal with it in time," Lu Yin said frankly.
Lu Yuan looked uncomfortable. "Deal with it?"
Lu Yin met his gaze. "Kill him."
Lu Yuan's fingers twitched. He slowly sat down.
Just then, Zhaoran arrived with a cup of tea for Lu Yuan. It was a rather bizarre-looking tea, bubbling, with what might have been insects swimming in it.
Lu Yuan stared at the tea, then glanced at Zhaoran. Was this girl trying to poison him?
Zhaoran watched Lu Yuan expectantly, her big eyes blinking.
Lu Yin coughed. "Ancestor, it's delicious. Zhaoran's tea is one of the Heavenly Sect's specialties."
Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow and took a sip without hesitation. With his strength, what poison could kill him?
The tea tasted sweet. The things that resembled insects burst in his mouth, leaving an incredibly refreshing sensation. A delicate, indescribable fragrance lingered afterward. "Excellent tea."
Zhaoran beamed. "Thank you, Grandpa."
"Hahahaha!" Lu Yuan laughed heartily. Zhaoran's sweet "Grandpa" pleased him greatly. He couldn't help glancing at Lu Yin. "This girl's lovely. Little Seven, learn from your father."
Lu Yin caught on. Lu Yuan, Lu