"Are you hurt?"
Lu Yuan finished looking at his own disciple and asked.
"Thank you for your concern, Master. I'm fine." Zhou Qing shook his head, his voice slightly hoarse.
"That's good." Lu Yuan nodded, then sighed as he looked at his disciple's appearance. "Iron Sword Sect leader Ding Xihua is dead, and Dragon Mountain has also been annihilated. You have avenged your family's grievances and can let go of your grudge."
Zhou Qing was stunned when he heard this, and then his body collapsed as he burst into tears.
Lu Yuan shook his head, walked up to his disciple and patted him on the head, comforting, "Alright, stop crying, get up. The Iron Sword Sect has been destroyed, your father-in-law can rest in peace."
"Yes."
Zhou Qing wiped his tears and stood up, his voice choked, "I've lost my composure, and made Master laugh."
