"Patriarch!"
Seeing this, Lu Xuan hurriedly stepped forward and said anxiously, "This is Fellow Daoist Zeng Niu, the benefactor who saved both my younger brother and me!"
"Earlier, this junior wished to invite Fellow Daoist into the main city for tea, to repay his kindness, but Elder Black Rock obstructed him for no reason and insulted him with his words. Senior then..."
Lu Xuan swiftly gave a brief account of what had happened, then added at the end, "This matter arose entirely because of Lu Xuan. I ask the Patriarch to judge it fairly."
After hearing her out, Lu Tianqiong swept his gaze across Elder Black Rock's ashen face and twisted arm. A glint of light flashed imperceptibly through his eyes before he turned to Luo Chuan, his expression already much gentler.
He waved for the surrounding disciples to rise, then cupped his hands toward Luo Chuan. "So that is how it is. Since you are Xuan'er's benefactor, and since my discipline has been lax enough to make you witness such a spectacle, I must apologize."
"Please come inside, Fellow Daoist. The Lu Family shall certainly receive you properly, in gratitude for saving my children."
Luo Chuan nodded faintly without saying more. Lu Tianqiong personally led the way, and the group passed through the towering gate, formally entering the Lu Family's main city.
The sights within the main city were utterly different from those of the outer city. Its streets were broad and level, paved with a kind of warm white jade through which spiritual energy flowed faintly.
The buildings on either side were ancient and imposing, with upturned eaves and bracketed roofs, carved beams and painted rafters. Every detail spoke of the deep foundations of an aristocratic family passed down through the ages. From time to time, cultivators riding