If it weren't for the two of them having a kind of blind faith in their father, they would never have supported him so wholeheartedly.
Fortunately, now the dust has settled—everything will be alright.
Lu Chang'sheng smiled, patted Chang'an on the shoulder, and said, "Ziyou is still over at the small market. I can't step away right now, so you'll have to go bring him here."
Lu Chang'an nodded.
He was sharp-minded; with a little thought he realized his father's concerns.
Though he had passed the White Cloud Cave Mansion's examination, in reality, he was still just a first-layer Qi Cultivation cultivator. In Platinum Immortal City, the regulations of Supreme Profound Sect ensured no one dared to touch him lightly, but outside of Supreme Profound Sect, everything was uncertain.
If Lu Chang'sheng got into trouble, no one could save them; but if something happened to him, at least Lu Chang'sheng could pick up the pieces.
