At night, the path leading to the Inner Sect was brightly lit, and now and then a flash of spiritual light would shoot up from the B-grade Alchemy Institute and fly toward the mountain gate.
Lu Chang'sheng knocked on Lu Ziyou's door, asking if he wanted to come along.
"No need, no need, Father. You can go by yourself."
Lu Ziyou, sitting inside reading the Gou Dao Scripture, glanced up for a moment, and refused almost without hesitation.
Afraid his behavior seemed too abrupt, he also reminded Lu Chang'sheng not to mention his name at the banquet, and if anyone brought him up, to help make up an excuse.
Lu Chang'sheng couldn't help but laugh to himself, brushing it off and simply saying, "Fine, stay home if you want, but don't forget about Lin Yin."
Nangua and Chang'an weren't around, so most of the household affairs had been left to Lin Yin, and after observing her for a time, Lu Chang'sheng felt a lot more at ease.
