"Shut up! Even Scholar Lu won't accept you—do you really think, with Immortal Zhu Er's standards, he'd take you on?"
Zhou Dingyuan was hoping to take advantage before Lu Chang'sheng made a name for himself, back when he was still inexperienced in the world.
But he didn't want his son holding a grudge against Scholar Lu and causing unnecessary trouble.
"Alright, I get it, Father!"
Zhou Ding replied, but his expression was far from serious.
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When Lu Chang'sheng returned to the courtyard, he received bad news.
His teacher, Hong Yuan, had passed away!
When Lu Chang'sheng arrived, he saw Daoist Ruyi sitting sorrowfully on a chair, Hong Yuan's body covered with a white cloth beside her.
A teacher's kindness is as weighty as a mountain. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, so he just turned to Daoist Ruyi and said, "My condolences, Master's wife."
