"Fate is bound to me; I cannot bow and serve others, lest I endanger the Family Head. Please do not take offense!"
Li Yuanping heard this for the first time, and his eyes lit up at once. He memorized the words, replied with a restrained "I dare not," and said:
"The Green Ruler Sword is the ancestral treasure of our Li Family, both a magic artifact and a ritual instrument. This matter is weighty; I must report it to the clan so my elders may decide. I must ask you to wait."
"Good, good, it should be so!"
Wang Xun nodded twice in quick succession. Li Yuanping stepped out, whispered a few words to Li Wen at the door, explaining the details and instructing him to deliver the message to the mountain.
Watching that honest man leave, Li Yuanping returned to the hall, his mind turning swiftly:
