In a tranquil manor, Han Zhangxiang sat within a hexagonal azure stone pavilion.
Before long, Han Daojing walked in and respectfully reported, "Clan Leader, Madam Lu requests an audience."
"Bring her in. I've been waiting for her."
Han Zhangxiang instructed.
Han Daojing acknowledged the order and departed. Before long, he brought Lu Yun before Han Zhangxiang.
"This junior pays respects to Senior Han."
Lu Yun spoke respectfully, her expression reverent.
She was slightly older than Han Zhangxiang and had entered the Golden Core Realm before him. However, Han Zhangxiang had advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm while she remained at the Golden Core Realm. It could only be said that her opportunities were insufficient.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, there is no need for such formality. There are no outsiders here. Back then, you took rather good care of our Han Clan. Speaking of which, you even helped refine pills to dispel the lingering poison within this old man's body."
Han Zhangxiang said amiably.
"This junior does not deserve such praise. Senior Han overpraises me."
Lu Yun was both flattered and apprehensive. After a brief hesitation, she cautiously said, "Our Ocean Listening Pavilion is willing to submit to the Han Clan's leadership. We will go through fire and water, and not shrink from death ten thousand times over. Should Senior Han wish to unite the Coral Sea Region, our Ocean Listening Pavilion is willing to charge at the forefront."
"How things were before is how they shall remain now. This old man has no interest in uniting the Coral Sea Region, much less in unleashing slaughter. If your Ocean Listening Pavilion requires assistance from our Han Clan, so long as the request is not excessive, we can agree to it."
Han Zhangxiang said gravely.
Lu Yun repeatedly agreed, secretly breathing a sigh