Lang Zhongping was lounging on a recliner, a pleasant expression on his face as he spoke with the female cultivator from the Xuu Family. He held her small, fair, and bonelessly soft hand, imparting his insights on cultivation.
'A Discarded Spiritual Root with all Five Elements... Without my, Grand Steward Lang's, concern, she'd be stuck at the Early-Stage Qi Refining for the rest of her life.'
'Such a waste of this delicate beauty.'
"Lord Steward, Bai Zhenchuan has arrived."
A steward strode over, reporting from outside the door.
"Oh? Please, show him in!"
Lang Zhongping immediately dropped the delicate white hand. He ignored the resentful look on the Xuu Family female cultivator's face, pushed her aside, stood up, and straightened his Daoist Robe.
"Junior Brother Bai, what a rare guest! I've been waiting and waiting, and now you're finally here."
Lang Zhongping took two steps forward, greeting his guest enthusiastically.
