Chapter 190: Chapter 108: Father’s Friend!_1
 

Yunzhou, Tai’an County town.

“So this is where Xia Long settled his children?”

Lu Changsheng gazed at the ordinary courtyard before him.

Because Xia Long was often adventuring away from home, he had made some enemies.

Therefore, he did not keep his children by his side.

He settled them in the secular world and hired an old servant to take care of them.

“Thump thump thump!”

Lu Changsheng stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door creaked open.

“Young master, whom are you looking for?”

The door was opened by a girl dressed in a pale blue silk dress.

She appeared to be about fifteen or sixteen, with a slightly green, melon-seed face and a delicate figure, brimming with youthful vitality.

Lu Changsheng immediately recognized that the girl before him possessed some cultivation.

But her cultivation level was only at the second layer of Qi practice.

“Is this Xia Long’s daughter?”

“Who would have thought Xia Long, with his thick eyebrows and large eyes, would have such a beautiful daughter?”

Lu Changsheng felt a slight surprise in his heart.

He then smiled and said, “May I ask if this is Xia Guang’s home?”

Xia Long’s real name was Xia Guang, and Xia Long was just an alias.

“Yes, sir. Are you here to see my father for something?”

The girl asked upon hearing him.

“I am a friend of Xia Guang and have been entrusted by him to come here.”

Lu Changsheng spoke softly.

“My father’s friend? Here by his entrusting?”

The girl paused slightly upon hearing this.

She immediately invited Lu Changsheng into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was also an old man with grey hair, dressed in a grey long robe.

“Miss, who is this?”

The old man saw Lu Changsheng and immediately his expression tightened, his eyes revealing a cautious look as he inquired.

Lu Changsheng knew that this old man was the servant Xia Long had arranged for his children.

This old servant had not cultivated but was trained in martial arts.

He was a Martial Dao Innate master.

“This young master is a friend of father’s, here on father’s entrustment,”

Xia Zhizue said clearly.

“The Master’s friend?”

The old servant still harbored a cautious look after hearing this.

“Rest assured, my visit is indeed about affairs entrusted by Xia Guang,”

Lu Changsheng saw the old man’s caution and said blandly.

He lifted his hand slightly, and a ball of flame ‘puff’ appeared, heating the air around them.

“It turns out we’re in the presence of an Immortal Master; my apologies for the offense, please forgive me!”

Seeing this skill from Lu Changsheng, the old servant no longer doubted and bowed in greeting.

“I wonder what affair Father has entrusted to the senior.”

After leading Lu Changsheng to the living room, Xia Zhizue pressed her lips together, her expression a mix of nervousness and hope.

Her father seldom brought any friends home, nor had he asked friends to visit.

This unexpected commission filled her with an ominous premonition.

Lu Changsheng sighed softly upon seeing the girl’s expression.

He took out Xia Long’s urn from the Storage Bag.

“Xia Long met with misfortune while competing for an opportunity outside and passed away. Before his death, he entrusted me with some affairs, asking me to inform you and your brother.”

Lu Changsheng spoke out loud.

“How can this be…”

The girl, struck as if by lightning, turned pale as her usually bright and tender face lost all color, feeling icy cold in her hands and feet.

“Father!”

Then, with a face full of grief and sorrow, she cried out woefully and fell to the ground, powerless.

“Take solace in conformity to fate.”

Lu Changsheng promptly supported the soft body of the girl.

In his heart, he also took this as a warning.

One must be more cautious in life and actions.

Otherwise, in case of an unforeseen incident, the situation Xia Long found himself in would be a sobering precedent.

“Father lied to me, you clearly said that after this year, you would stop adventuring and stay home to accompany me and my brother, how could you be gone…”

The girl’s face, filled with sorrow, presented a pitiful and tearful sight, her lips trembling.

After a moment, she realized that she was somewhat uncontrolled and hastily wiped away her tears.

Her face slightly flushed, she bowed gracefully to Lu Changsheng, saying, “Thank you, senior, for understanding my loss of composure.”

“It’s alright, such emotions are natural for anyone.”

Lu Changsheng sighed lightly.

If she hadn’t shown any grief or sorrow, he wouldn’t have known what to say.

Seeing the girl’s mood start to stabilize, Lu Changsheng began to convey Xia Long’s last words and affairs.

At this time, Xia Zhizue also called back her brother, Xia Zhaoyang.

Xia Zhaoyang was eleven years old this year, becoming increasingly handsome.

Dressed in a light green scholar’s robe, he had an air of scholarly elegance.

He bore a resemblance to his father, Xia Long, but they differed greatly in temperament.

Lu Changsheng guessed that Xia Long had fought his way up on his journey.

Therefore, he took great care to protect his son.

He didn’t want his son to follow his own path.

Hopefully, in the future, he could enter an Immortal Sect and cultivate peacefully.

Learning of his father’s demise, Xia Zhaoyang too was deeply grieved.

But his character was resolute, and he bowed in gratitude to Lu Changsheng.

Then, Lu Changsheng took out a few of Xia Long’s personal items, and a Storage Bag containing three hundred Spirit Stones, and handed them to the siblings.

“Now that Xia Long’s entrusted matters are fully conveyed, I shall take my leave,”

Having finished explaining the matters, Lu Changsheng turned to depart.

“Thank you, senior, for returning my father’s belongings and ashes. Such a great kindness leaves us, brother and sister, without the means to repay.”

“I am willing to become a servant or maid to repay this debt of gratitude to the senior.”

At this moment, with lips lightly pursed and eyes brimming with tears, Xia Zhizue knelt resolutely before Lu Changsheng and said.

“There’s no need for that, Xia Long has already compensated me for this matter,”

Lu Changsheng replied, reaching out to help the girl up.

But she was stubborn, seemingly unwilling to rise unless Lu Changsheng agreed.

“Now, my brother and I are all alone in this world, and it’s difficult to survive. I hope, for my father’s sake, you can look after my brother a bit.”

“I am willing to serve you as a servant or maid, to labour like an ox or horse, to repay this debt of gratitude,”

The girl looked up at Lu Changsheng with a pitiful and touching gaze.