"Of course I wanted it." Yan Hong's expression was sincere. To an Entering Dao cultivator like him, this treasure was practically divine. He had always wanted a Bifu, but unfortunately had never been able to get one.
Now, the Bifu was in his hand. With a single thought, he could claim it as his own.
Yet he still held it out to return it. "Brother Lu, though I am a descendant of the Yan Family, I cannot speak for the Yan Family. If you trust me, Brother Lu, I will ask someone to come discuss this matter with you. Please rest assured, Brother Lu—the Yan Family will never treat you unfairly."
Compared with Zhou Gu and Sun Yun earlier, Yan Hong's attitude was undoubtedly far more sincere. This made Lu Ye feel even more strongly that handing the Bifu over to the Yan Family was a good choice.
Lu Ye nodded and took back the Bifu. "Then I'll have to thank you, Brother Yan."
Yan Hong said, "You saved my life. I should be the one thanking you."
When Pei Dan had suddenly attacked that day, Yan Hong would certainly have died if not for Lu Ye using the Bifu's power. This was a true life-saving debt.
The two thanked each other back and forth, then exchanged smiles. Their relationship had grown much closer.
"Brother Lu, do you have any vacant rooms here?" Yan Hong suddenly asked.
Lu Ye nodded. "Naturally."
Yan Hong said, "My injuries are severe, so moving about is inconvenient. Since that is the case, I'll have to impose on you for a while, Brother Lu."
His claim that his injuries were too severe for movement was false. Having already entered the Dao, so long as their Dao Foundation was unharmed, even the gravest injuries could slowly