Although Miao Tengkong was raging inside, he ultimately still held it back.
After all, that was the Chief of the Linglong Guards, the strongest person of the Miao Family.
If they wanted to punish Lu Xiao, they could only rely on him now.
"Whether I'm suitable to be the Miao Family Patriarch can be discussed later. Right now, I hope you protect the Miao Family," Miao Tengkong called out again, restraining his temper.
"So annoying, having to step in for such a trivial matter."
Having said that, a young man appeared on the mountain path.
The young man appeared about the same age as Lu Xiao, wearing a light robe, loosely fastened, revealing a carefree demeanor.
A broken sword with a snapped tip and a jagged blade hung at the young man's waist.
"Chief!" At the scene, all members of the Miao Family immediately greeted him in unison.
The young man waved his hand indifferently, while Miao Tengkong's face grew even uglier.
When I arrived, I didn't see you all greeting me.
