"Lord Chen, it's been a while!" Liu Ziming was quick to change his tune. Though arrogant, he was no fool. Chen Ping'an's rise to power was undeniable. Even the Liu Family Patriarch would have to be polite in his presence, let alone someone like him.
Chen Ping'an sized up Liu Ziming with a smile. "Young Master Liu, on the path of the Martial Dao, to not advance is to fall behind. We cultivators must press forward with sharp determination! Don't let yourself stagnate and dither, wasting your precious time.
Too much complaining will only tear you apart. It's always best to take the long view!"
With that, Chen Ping'an dropped the curtain and settled back inside the carriage.
"Let's go."
"Yes, My Lord." Yuan Zutong respectfully complied. He glanced at Liu Ziming before urging the carriage forward.
Liu Ziming stood rooted to the spot, lost in a daze.
The two Liu Family Clan Elders at his side looked at Liu Ziming, then at the departing carriage, and exchanged a wordless glance.
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