Luo Shiqi's palm strike carried the unmistakable style of a family cultivator: seniority and status had to be respected.
None of the Luo Clan disciples dared say anything. It was only natural for an ancestor to discipline a junior, especially since that man truly seemed to have neglected his duties.
In fact, everyone understood perfectly well that taking that palm strike was not a bad thing for him... at least it gave those powerful figures an explanation. Otherwise, if they continued pursuing the matter, it would not end with a single strike.
In any case, family members were merely fighting family members. They would not do any real damage, certainly nothing that would harm his foundation.
The Nascent Soul Initial Stage cultivator did not play dead after taking the blow. Once he scrambled back up, he knelt again and spoke while coughing blood. "Ancestor, please calm your anger. I know I was wrong. I will never dare do it again."
Luo Shiqi looked at him coldly. "Then tell me. What did you do wrong?"
Ordinarily, a Spirit-Release Venerable had no need to be so long-winded. He only needed to state his intentions. Whether the other party understood was none of his concern, and he had no need to explain his actions to anyone.
But this time was slightly different. He was acting as the family ancestor, dealing with an ignorant clan junior. He naturally had the authority to offer no explanation at all, but for the family's long-term development, some matters were better made clear.
The Nascent Soul Initial Stage cultivator understood his ancestor's intentions, and he truly knew where he had gone wrong. "After I took over, I should not have ignored Gentle Music Court. I did not need to interfere with its operations, but I should at least