"Daoist Chu and my Shang Family do indeed have some fate together."
Noticing Song Lingxue's gaze, Shang Zuling's brows slightly raised, a calm expression on his face as he said, "These past few years, Daoist Chu has indeed taken good care of me."
No sooner had his words fallen than Bai Nian's expression tightened subtly, quietly stepping back a few steps, the atmosphere subtly changing for a moment.
"These past few years?"
Song Lingxue paused, not turning to look at Chu Zheng, but nodded and said:
"As a descendant of the Shang Family, Cangyun Immortal Monarch has shown great kindness to my husband. Taking care of you is only right. It's just that my husband never mentioned that you were here, and we weren't prepared to offer a gift upon meeting. I hope Daoist Shang won't take offense."
"True Inheritor Song is too serious; you are now a true inheritor of the Martial Hall, and your status is no longer what it once was. There is no need to prepare any gifts to see me."