"The Ning Family's people are vicious wolves, and this second young master is the venomous beast riding on a wolf's back."
Li Hua could not help sighing inwardly. He felt that this time, he was bargaining with a tiger for its hide.
Li Fuchan had long since heard the commotion outside his door.
Ancient Chu's return to the south was a mass of Dark Clouds hanging heavy overhead. If he hid his bolt of thunder within them, he feared he would truly be swallowed up. Only the Dark Clouds of the Ning Family could still offer him some cover, giving him time to cultivate ancient arts and the sword, and build up his reserves. Thus, he had to meet them. This time, however, he did not wish to show himself too much, both to cultivate the "form" of the yang aspect and to avert calamity.
Only when the Yang Family released Ning Xinping to travel to the Southern Border and help the Great Compassionate Venerable Wisdom King attain the Dao would his hidden thunder emerge into the world.
After the two had stood there for a short while, footsteps finally sounded within the courtyard. As the door opened, Li Fuchan's voice came from inside:
"I lost track of the time while cultivating. I'm sorry to have kept my guests waiting."
Ning Xiufu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and bowed. "This junior, Ning Xiufu, greets Guest Elder Li."
Three full breaths passed after he spoke, yet not a word came in reply. Ning Xiufu could not help wondering, Guest Elder Li isn't an arrogant, discourteous sort. Why...
While he was still puzzling over this, Li Hua had already taken his place outside the door, playing the part of a servant. "My young master is waiting inside," he said respectfully. "Please