"Fine then..."
Ning Daoran sighed.
It was impossible to utterly sever the familial bond with Little Tiezhu's lineage. Although technically Ning Daoran was two generations removed from Zhou Qingshan, by the time of Zhou Qingshan's generation, the familial bond Ning Daoran had with Little Tiezhu's descendants had practically reached its end.
Yet Dragon Flying Village was after all the place he came from, and the life-saving favor of being fed by Little Tiezhu back in the day could not be encapsulated in a few words. He owed it to the Zhou Family to leave them some opportunities.
"What is the name of this child?" Ning Daoran asked, pointing with his hand.
"Ah?"
Zhou Qingshan, grasping at straws for salvation, replied, "Reporting to Grandfather, his name is Zhou Tieshu. He is the direct descendant of our ancestor Tiezhu. He has a Spirit Root, but his mind seems to be a bit slow, hence he... has not yet begun cultivation in the Sect."
"Good."