Master was not afraid of these people. After saying that, he immediately turned hostile.
As far as the Lu Family was concerned, we respected them first and foremost.
They had guarded South of the Ridges, using their family's strength to oppose the Great Vietnam Court for many years. That was beyond dispute.
But aside from that, they truly had little goodwill from outsiders.
The younger generation was impetuous and competitive.
These elders, too, forgot righteousness for profit. With the Qilian Taro in hand, they had forgotten the efforts the rest of us had made.
Lu Changyong, Lu Changmeng, and Lu Changhe's expressions immediately darkened upon hearing Master's words.
Lu Gang and the others of Uncle Yu's generation also frowned.
Then Lu Zheng fucking jumped out again, speaking in a mocking, sarcastic tone.
"Senior Song, your cultivation is indeed very high. No one here is your match.
"But the Lu Family has guarded South of the Ridges. We are also part of the righteous path, defending the nation and guarding its borders.
"If we refuse to give it up, does that mean Senior Song will bully the weak with his strength and suppress us with his cultivation?"
The moment Lu Zheng said this, Master swept his gaze over him, frightening the kid into shuddering.
But the kid clearly wanted to slap a grand label on us—and on Master.
The implication was obvious: if we made a move against them, we would be opposing the righteous path.
Lu Changyong then spoke.
"Xiaozheng, how can you speak to Fellow Daoist Song like that? Step aside!"
Lu Zheng hurriedly backed away after hearing that.
But Lu Changyong was clearly quite pleased with what he had said.
The next second, Lu Changyong put on a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Song, the younger generation does not know