Bai Ling acted as a junior attendant, cradling Lu Lingxiao at her side.
Ever since Ling Zixiao gave birth to the twins, Bai Ling had taken on an additional job, helping Ling Zixiao care for the children.
"So many?"
Lu Changsheng was slightly startled upon hearing Ling Zixiao's words.
He had spent these recent days on White Tiger Mountain, receiving congratulations from numerous family forces.
They hoped to establish friendly relations, forging connections that would last for a century.
But there had only been four families in total, bringing five concubines.
Yet Ling Zixiao indicated that, during this time, a total of ten families had come to pay their respects and offer congratulations, wishing to have their own descendants serve the Lu Ancestor.
"Not too many, there are also some small families, forces, as well as Loose Cultivators that admire the Lu Mountain Lord and want to recommend themselves, but they were tactfully rejected by me."
