Three days later, outside Longxi City, at Noble Manor.
Inside the pavilion by the lake, Lu Zhanming stood with his hands clasped behind his back, and a burly middle-aged man stood behind him.
The middle-aged man's eyes sparkled, and his temples bulged slightly, clearly marking him as a person whose cultivation of inner strength was considerable.
"Patriarch, the ancestor has become muddled; are you muddled as well? Do you realize how much changing the cultivation technique will affect the Lu Family? To learn a new technique, one must dissolve the cultivation within their body. Must everyone in the Lu Family start their cultivation from scratch?"
"Lu Zhanyun... how can you question the ancestor like this…" Lu Zhanming turned to look at the burly middle-aged man.