Lu Qingwu smiled faintly, her smile as delicate as morning dew sliding over a lotus leaf.
"I've long heard of your remarkable bearing, sir," Lu Qingwu said. "Meeting you today, I find you surpass your reputation."
Lu Changfeng smiled. "Lu Yizhao told you?"
Lu Qingwu smiled too, looking into his eyes. "There really is no hiding anything from you, sir."
"As the saying goes..."
Lu Changfeng looked amused. "The soft fear the hard, the hard fear the overbearing, the overbearing fear the reckless, and the reckless fear those who don't care whether they live... Lu Yizhao is arrogant, domineering, rash, and impulsive. Naturally, he can fend off plenty of people looking to take on the Lu family. The other great clans... care about saving face, at least a little. Using a wastrel as your shield does have its merits."
The corners of Lu Qingwu's lips curved, her smile deepening.
"You have a discerning eye, sir."
She did not deny it. "Yizhao is indeed reckless. He offended you, and I apologize on his behalf." She bowed slightly again. "But please believe me: our Lu clan is a distinguished family. We would never treat human lives like weeds. I believe you also heard what Yizhao intended at the time-he only wanted to invite Miss Jiu'er to stay at our residence for a while, as a deterrent."
Lu Changfeng considered this.
What Lu Yizhao had shouted was "keep her for fun." As for cutting off hands and the like, those had probably only been blustering threats. The Lu clan's ancestor was Lu Xun, the grand commander of Eastern Wu. Given their family traditions, they were a distinguished clan by any measure, unlikely to truly commit deeds that would outrage Heaven and men alike.
Besides, judging by how he had secretly reported this matter