As for Lu Qingsong—if he knew what was good for him, that would be for the best. I certainly wouldn't be stingy.
But if Lu Qingsong proved to be tactless... well, the Jianghu was a treacherous world, and there would be plenty of ways to deal with him in due time.
"This matter..."
Lu Qingsong slowly began to speak, his voice like a tolling bell:
"This is a matter of great importance and should be discussed at a later time. For now, bringing the Luoyun Manor affair to a close is the priority."
Though Lu Qingsong hadn't agreed directly, his stance was already abundantly clear.
"Good! Then once this is all over, we can share a drink and discuss the details, my brother."
Chen Sheng nodded emphatically, then turned. His gaze raked across the members of Golden Spring Temple and Qingfeng Temple like a razor's edge.
