Two days later.
Lu Chuan bid an affectionate farewell to Situ Qinghuan, and he rode down the mountain on the same mule he had used when he went up.
It wasn't that he was too lazy to walk down the mountain; it was just that the past few days under Situ Qinghuan's intensive training had left him with somewhat weak legs.
"Although I have considerable ties with the Luo family, and the current Family Head is my uncle, my mother severed ties with the Luo family over my father. So it's debatable whether this uncle would acknowledge me, let alone ask him for Soul Herb," Lu Chuan said.
"Having such a relationship is rather a burden than being complete strangers. I need the Soul Herb, and they must want something. When the time comes, I can satisfy their needs, and they can give me the Soul Herb. A simple exchange of needs would be much simpler. Now, with the added complication of this relationship, things have become more difficult," he reflected.
