Lu Chuan glanced at the bank card and couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that the other party viewed him as nothing more than a beggar.
He didn't take it to heart and explained, "Patriarch Luo, you've misunderstood. I'm not here to ask you for money. I've come to inquire whether you have the Soul Herb in your possession."
Luo Zhenhua's brows furrowed. "What did you call me?"
Lu Chuan replied indifferently, "Patriarch Luo."
"How dare you! I am your elder!" Luo Zhenhua exclaimed angrily.
Lu Chuan chuckled, saying, "It's true that you're my elder, but just now you've clearly demonstrated your attitude towards me. Clearly, you do not wish to acknowledge my relationship with the Luo family. Under such circumstances, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to shamelessly call you 'Uncle', would it?"
