Mr. Lu's courtyard was small in scale.
The old gentleman preferred tranquility and seldom received visitors.
Even when figures from various sectors of High Willow City came to pay their respects, only a few could enter the courtyard.
There were not many chairs in the courtyard, and even if those from inside the house were brought out, there wouldn't be enough to seat everyone.
Yet Lv Tang still brought out four chairs.
Mr. Lu and the Chief True Man took their seats respectively.
The other two chairs were clearly intended for Inspection Envoy Wu Chang and the thirteenth young master from the Holy Land.
Lin Yan's expression remained calm as he sat by Mr. Lu's side.
But the thirteenth young master merely glanced at them and frowned slightly.
In his eyes, these wooden chairs were roughly made and too cheap; even sitting on them would soil his Holy Land robes.
"Why does the young master not take a seat?"
Mr. Lu noticed this, gently stroked his beard, and spoke with a smile.