The Ning Family.
Ning Xiuqing's mourning hall had already been prepared.
Yang Bozhuo had come to put on a show of mourning, revealing the history of the "unchaste offering" and the truth of Ning Xinping's attaining the Dao. Ning Xiufu had severed their friendship by cutting his robe, and Yang Bozhuo had since left.
After relaying the ancestor's words and handing the Household Head's seal to Ning Xiufu, Ning Xiangyi had entered seclusion to prepare for a breakthrough to Outer Scenery. Given his aptitude and age, however, his hopes were slim, and whether he would live or die remained uncertain.
At this moment, only Ning Xiufu and Ning Xiu Cong remained on Warm-Cool Mountain.
Ning Xiu Cong looked at Ning Xiufu, feeling that this younger brother of his had suddenly become a stranger today, cold as ice.
Ning Xiufu still held Ning Xiuqing's final letter.
Ning Xiu Cong asked, "Should we invite Li Fuchan back? An Outer Scenery guest elder would be enough to hold things steady in the Ning Household and keep petty villains at bay."
Ning Xiufu shook his head.
Ning Xiu Cong said, "Surely you don't distrust a cultivator of 'Li Thunder'?"
Ning Xiufu said, "It's still hard to say whether what he cultivates is really 'Li Thunder.'"
"What do you mean?"
Ning Xiufu shook his head and said, "Li Fuchan carries the remnant qi of an ancient cultivator, and his conduct is nothing like that of a 'Li Thunder' cultivator. It's still hard to say which path that ancient cultivator followed. Since he's left, let him go. The Ning Family can no longer withstand another person's schemes."
Ning Xiu Cong nodded and was about to say something else when Ning Xiufu suddenly turned to him. "Brother Cong, you should leave."
Ning Xiu Cong's expression froze. "What