"Sit."
Shi Chen pointed to the meditation cushion beside him.
"Thank you, Grandpa Chen."
Lu Jian sat down on the cushion, thanked him, then spoke of his own accord.
"Grandpa Chen, today my father summoned the three of us siblings to discuss visiting Mother's relatives. We are to set out tomorrow."
Shi Chen's expression remained calm. His pitch-black eyes watched Lu Jian as though they could pierce straight through his heart at a glance.
"So doubts have arisen in your heart. Why, after more than twenty years since your birth, had you never paid them a visit, only to do so tomorrow? And today, you happened to see Martial Uncle Yuanshi and Junior Brother Yuding with me at Biyou Palace. You feel that all of this is rather too much of a coincidence, don't you?"
"Yes."
"After returning today, I summoned your father and spoke to him about this matter."
Shi Chen admitted it openly. Lu Jian's heart immediately brightened; he had not been wrong. This string of events truly was connected.
"Grandpa Chen, could it be that Patriarch Yuanshi, who came today, is related to my mother's relatives?"
"Cough."
Hearing Lu Jian's bold speculation, Shi Chen's mouth twitched. He gave a light cough and shook his head.
"They have no connection."
"This matter cannot be described in a word or two. You will gradually come to understand."
"I understand, Grandpa Chen."
Heavenly Court.
Within Lingxiao Palace.
"Reporting to the Heavenly Emperor, the gods of the Plague Ministry are fully prepared. At any time, we can spread pestilence through the Western Sect."
Lu Yue wore a green divine robe as he stood in the great hall, respectfully reporting to Haotian.
Haotian sat upon the imperial throne, looking down at Lu Yue. Just as he was about to speak, an