A Punch Heavily Wounds the Lu Family Guest Elder, Elder Blackrock

Lu Xuan's expression changed. She hurried forward and stepped in front of Luo Chuan, her voice pleading. "Fellow Daoist Zeng Niu, please quell your anger!"

"This elder is merely carrying out his duty impartially. Let me report this to the family head, and he will surely invite you into the main city openly and properly!"

At her words, the black-robed elder gave a derisive snort. His wrinkled face was full of scorn and mockery. "Report to the family head? Little girl, do you think the family head will make an exception for you?"

"Let me tell you: not to mention you—even people brought by the direct-line young masters and young ladies cannot take a single step into the main city without a proper status! Unless..."

The black-robed elder swept his disdainful gaze over Luo Chuan, a teasing smile at his lips. "Unless he willingly signs a blood contract and enters my Lu family as a slave or servant. Then we can make an exception and take him in."

"Otherwise, go back where you came from!"

"You!"

Lu Xuan was so furious that her pretty face turned pale, her chest heaving as she said indignantly, "I am a direct daughter of the Lu family. I am bringing my lifesaver home—why must he suffer such humiliation? Elder, you have gone too far!"

"A direct daughter?"

As if he had heard some grand joke, the black-robed elder's cloudy eyes glanced at Lu Xuan's somewhat plain clothing and cultivation that had yet to fully recover. His mockery deepened.

"A so-called direct daughter with mediocre cultivation, who nearly met her end outside, thinks herself worthy of discussing status with this old man? More laughable still, the identity of this fellow daoist you brought is unknown. If you rashly bring him into my Lu family's main