Qingshi City, Luo Family Ancestral Land.
Within a mysterious courtyard that exuded an ancient aura.
At that moment, Luo Changfeng, the Ancestor of the Luo Family.
Was sitting quietly in a stone pavilion.
He held a cup of tea in his hand, silently gazing at the ancient beast-hide map on his stone table.
Indeed, that ancient beast-hide map had been obtained from Ke Chengsong.
The content it bore was the heritage of a true Cultivator who had attained the Mortal Transcendence Realm.
Within the heritage, it seemed there were countless treasures.
Among them, an unknown Divine Skill was the most precious of all the heritages in this Heritage Secret Realm.
"Patriarch Changfeng..."
Just as Luo Changfeng was immersing his thoughts in that ancient beast-hide map.
A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside him.
Luo Changfeng turned his head silently, looking towards the source of the voice.
In an instant, the familiar face of Luo Ping.
Appeared before his eyes.
Luo Changfeng glanced at Luo Ping who stood beside him, head slightly bowed, back bent, face brimming with respect, and he could not help but ask in a low voice.
Luo Ping, the current Family Head of the Luo Family, hesitated for a moment and then spoke softly, "Patriarch Changfeng, there is something, I wish to discuss with you..."
Luo Changfeng thought for a moment, then once more observed the somewhat cautious expression of Luo Ping beside him.
After a short while, he could not help but say softly, "You’re referring to that matter concerning the young fellow, Luo Yao?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Ping could not hide his surprise, "Patriarch Changfeng, you... know?"
However, on second thought.
It seemed quite normal for Luo Changfeng, the Ancestor of the Luo Family, to be aware of this matter.
After all, in Luo Changfeng’s hands, he still held control of a mysterious and immensely powerful force known as the Shadow Guard.
And this place was the Luo Family Clan land.
If Luo Changfeng, as Ancestor of the Luo Family, didn’t even know about his own family’s affairs...
Then wouldn’t he be rather too much of a failure as the Ancestor of the Luo Family?
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After another moment of silence from Luo Ping.
He once again asked softly.
"You’re asking for my opinion?"
Luo Changfeng, while sipping the tea in his hands, slightly narrowed his eyes as if pondering for a moment before finally giving an answer from his heart, "As the current Family Head of the Luo Family, such matters can be decided by you, after all, given that lazy nature of the young fellow, Luo Yao, even if I told him to seclude himself for arduous cultivation, he probably wouldn’t be able to spend all his time on training."
"So, instead of letting him idle away his days."
"It might be better to find something else for that young fellow to do."
"That way, his youth wouldn’t be completely wasted."
After Luo Changfeng finished speaking.
The cup of tea in his hand had also run dry by this moment.
He could only pour himself another cup of tea.
"Do you want to drink too?"
Luo Changfeng looked at Luo Ping beside him, whose eyes revealed a subtle longing, and couldn’t help but ask tentatively.
Luo Ping seemed somewhat indecisive.
If asked whether he wanted it or not.
He would naturally respond with the desire for it.
After all, he was someone who appreciated the way of tea.
However, the act of asking for a cup of tea from Patriarch Changfeng.
Caused him a bit of hesitation.
Before Luo Ping had much time to think and hesitate, Luo Changfeng directly poured him a cup of tea in person, "Try it, how does it taste?"
Luo Ping carefully picked up the cup of tea from the stone table.
He brought the tea to his lips.
Slightly squinting his eyes, he took small sips.
The taste was quite unique.
Initially somewhat bitter, it gradually became sweet to the palate.
Furthermore, after drinking this tea.
His initially tense nerves seemed to be smoothed over by a large hand.
In the small courtyard, Luo Changfeng, who sat beneath the stone pavilion, asked in a low voice.
Luo Ping silently nodded and for the first time, responded without his usual restraint, "Good, good tea..."
Luo Changfeng silently nodded in acknowledgment.
It’s good to appreciate, that was all that mattered.
Luo Ping, this young fellow, truly deserved to be considered, except for himself, Luo Changfeng, the second person within the Luo Family who understood the way of tea.
"Besides this matter, do you have anything else to say?"
Luo Changfeng took a few sips of tea.
Quietly enjoying the moment of tranquility.
He addressed Luo Ping beside him once more, asking softly.
"The rest of the matters..." Luo Ping thought for a bit, then quickly spoke, "Apart from this, there really is another matter that I think I must mention to you, Patriarch Changfeng..."
Luo Changfeng: "What matter?"
After organizing his thoughts for a moment, Luo Ping said softly, "Recently, there seems to be some anomalies with White Brahma Temple; they seem a bit different than usual..."
Luo Changfeng asked, "Different how?"
Luo Ping said, "It’s the increasing intensity of the attacks from White Lotus Prefecture’s White Brahma Temple. With the passage of time, they’re gradually becoming too much even for the Great Flame Dynasty to withstand..."