Chen Cuo listened to the report without surprise. Not even his gaze shifted. Instead, he studied the young man's head with interest and asked, "What is your connection to Senior Brother Qiongfa Zi?"
The young man instinctively puffed out his chest. "He is my father."
No sooner had he said it than anxiety showed on his face again.
Chen Cuo nodded slightly. He had already spotted the signs in the young man's bloodline and fortune before he entered. Now that he had confirmation, he smiled and asked, "It is happy news that Senior Brother has a son. What is your name, nephew?"
The bald young man was burning with impatience, but he did not dare leave Chen Cuo's question unanswered. Holding himself in check, he said, "This disciple's surname is Ge. My given name is Qihong."
Even as he spoke, he wondered, At a time like this, how can this legendary martial uncle be so calm? Is this the courage that comes with great skill? Or has he been in seclusion too long to know what a struggle between the two Li Tang Dynasty princes means?
"Ge Qihong? A fine name." Chen Cuo nodded, then noticed the urgency on his face. "What has you so worried?"
"Martial uncle, the Tang Kingdom's Crown Prince and the King of Qin have met on the mountain. Someone has been stirring things up, and they've begun to quarrel. If something happens between them on our mountain..."
"What could happen?" Chen Cuo rose. "You have cultivation of your own now. As one who seeks the Path, you should know that our pursuit rests on a steadfast Dao Heart. We hold fast to that heart, bravely climb toward higher peaks, continually refine ourselves, and explore the mysteries of the world—then seek Eternal Longevity and transcend it