Lu Qing, who was sitting in the main hall, had his eyes closed. However, he could sense the clan's cultivators sneakily peeking in from outside the hall.
Lu Qing could understand what they were thinking.
Most of the people in the family who had met and spoken to him were over seventy years old. Many of the new generation had never seen Lu Qing, the clan's ancestor. They had only heard of his legends.
Although the clan had always claimed that Lu Qing was not dead and was only recuperating in seclusion, he had never appeared even when the clan had encountered a great disaster. Many people secretly wondered if the clan's ancestor had actually died, and the clan was just keeping the news a secret, just like what the outside world had said.
However, after what he saw today, all the rumors and slanders had melted away like snowflakes under the hot sun.
