"Sorry, did I scare you? But what about your bloodline? Have there been any changes? I haven't checked since you've started cultivating."
Mar-Yue played it cool, and she shook her head before saying.
"Nothing has changed, Dad."
"Hm, okay."
The young man nodded, not doubting his daughter. He then turned to Sol and Yoon-Jae.
"And you must be my son's friends."
Yoon-Jae cupped his fists, and Sol stood before doing the same.
However, the young man stopped them.
"No need to use Jianghu's formalities while you're here. It's too complicated. Rather speak casually. And you can call me Mar-Du."
Yoon-Jae immediately wanted to smack his forehead when he heard that name.
No doubt this man had named his son by just putting a few letters at the end of his own name.
"Senior Mar-Du, I came here in hopes of getting the Deep Autumn Flower. It's to help my friend who's dying."
