"I'm fine. I'm really fine."
Lin Shisan drew his attention back.
He glanced at Long Shuang'er, who still hadn't recovered from her fright. "Miss Long, thank you. I'm really fine."
"Thank you?"
Long Shuang'er exclaimed in surprise.
Her bright, wide eyes were full of bewilderment at him.
What do you mean? I nearly ruined your Dao Seed with my needles, and you're thanking me?
Are you deliberately taking a jab at me?
But looking at Lin Shisan's honest, guileless expression, that didn't seem likely.
She could only smile awkwardly and seize the chance to slip out with Long Yan'er in her arms.
"Young Master Lin, please sit."
After Long Shuang'er left, Long Qingshan motioned for Lin Shisan to sit down. He had something to say.
"Young Master Lin, we're all among friends here, so I'll ask you directly. Was your Dao Seed not activated before? Could you tell me about it?"
Long Qingshan went straight to the point.
"Mm..."
Lin Shisan told him the truth.
Really, there wasn't much to hide.
It was as plain as lice on a bald man's head. Anyone who cultivated could see it.
Still, he chose only what he could tell.
He began with the little mountain village, then spoke of working as a menial in the Azure Cloud Mountains, and even mentioned going to Jade Maiden Peak and Deer Gate Mountain.
Of course, as for matters involving Mu Ling'er, Han Yansong, and Feng Qingye, he mostly left them unmentioned or glossed over them in a word.
And as an old man who had lived so many years, Long Qingshan naturally understood that everyone had secrets, so he didn't press him.
"Elder Long, do you think this Black-and-White Grinding Disc of mine is a Dao Seed? Just what star rating does it have? Why can't