Tao Zhongxian nodded eagerly. He wasn't foolish; he knew whom he couldn't afford to offend.
Tao Boliang, still uneasy, pulled him aside and gave him a stern lecture before leading him inside.
Just as they entered the range of the Silence Array, a voice was heard shouting loudly from upstairs, "Ha! I did it! I did it!"
Then came Cui Linglong's panicked cry, "Dad! What's wrong? Snap out of it!"
Followed by Jiang Baitao's voice, "Hold him down first, don't let him run wild!"
The few exchanged glances and hurried upstairs, only to find the second floor already in chaos. Several junior cultivators formed hand seals and cast spells, summoning masses of emerald green vines that entangled a frenzied middle-aged cultivator.
The cultivator's clothes were covered in dirt, and his elbows and wrists were rubbed to a shine. His weather-beaten face was now flushed red, his eyes radiating with ecstatic light as he gesticulated wildly, shouting, "I did it! I did it!"
