Mr. Mei laughed, and said again, "Please."
The other two echoed the invitation at the same time.
It was the highest form of respect for Jianghu colleagues to be invited thrice to the household by the four leaders.
Zhao Rong had no reason to decline; he naturally took a half-step and headed towards the Lu Family mansion.
The young disciples who were already stationed at the entrance were full of astonishment, but they quickly composed themselves.
What's going on?
Instead of some white-haired elder, the visitor was a young man in green clothes who was even younger than they were?
The elders were being so respectful; naturally, they didn't dare to underestimate him.
Their minds raced with speculation about the young man's identity.
Upon entering the courtyard, Zhao Rong then realized just how grand the preparations at the Lu Family were.
Not only was a banquet spread laid out, but a stage for performances had even been set up.
