Published: March 8, 2025
The members of the Lan Family looked at the block of gleaming gold weighing at least five taels on the ground, their expressions rich with emotion.
Gold!
Aside from the secular world, where else is gold used?
For a colossal entity like the Lan Family, gold was practically as insignificant as dirt.
However, the burning gatehouse alone required one hundred thousand taels of gold! Not to mention the dozens of individuals who had either died or were injured. Among them, seven supreme experts had already perished, and over ten others were gravely wounded!
Such losses could never be compensated by a mere ten million Amethyst; yet this person had only thrown out five taels of gold, and even requested the Lan Family members to… graciously accept it?
He even said sincerely: “This matter is hereby settled. We owe each other nothing… Until we meet again!”
Damn! Is this five taels of gold really worth that much?
Lan Buhui's face was grim as he looked at the shiny gold on the ground. With a wave of his hand, the gold was in his grasp. It seemed that in the next moment, the gold would turn to liquid and flow away in his hands.
But suddenly, he took a deep breath and laughed loudly: “Very well, but I ask both of you to remember, from this day forth, this matter is settled, and we owe each other nothing. The mountains are high and the waters long… Until we meet again!”
Outside, separated by the roaring flames, a low laugh could be heard, as if a voice faintly said: “...Good.”
“Ancestral Patriarch!” Lan Yingfeng’s eyes widened in disbelief, unable to imagine his ancestor being so weak.
Lan Buhui, holding the gold ingot tightly, said sternly: “What are you shouting about? Are you still unconvinced?!”
Lan Yingfeng's face twisted in anger: “This… is too much!”
Lan Buhui took a deep breath and said, “This is the martial arts world!”
Everyone lowered their heads, breathing heavily, the veins on their foreheads bulging.
Lan Buhui walked inside with his hands clasped behind his back and said softly, “Ten thousand years of comfort have made you all arrogant to a certain degree. You have lived lavishly in brocade and jade, forgetting the essence of this martial arts world!”
“Our Lan Family had bullied others ten and a hundred times worse than this before; isn’t that right? But you’ve overlooked the most crucial point: you can treat others this way, but others can treat you the same. Is it… only permissible for you to act unreasonably towards others while you cannot endure even the slightest grievance?”
“If so, should the Lan Family perish in this catastrophe, I… will not be an exception!” The last words of Lan Buhui echoed from afar, his voice faint.
“From now on, remember not to let the Ancestral Patriarch be shamed by you again!”
These words were heavy!
Everyone looked ashamed.
Yes, who is Lan Buhui? He is the founder of the Lan Family; the Ancestral Patriarch of ten thousand years! He could have refused today’s humiliation, fought to the death against the enemy, and his name would remain untarnished.
Life and death—he had no regrets for his illustrious name.
Moreover, Lan Buhui had been known for his fearless nature in the martial arts world since his youth; his arrogance was well-known. Today, he was the one who should have erupted first.
Yet he still chose to endure for the sake of his descendants.
Actions speak louder than words!
This time, Lan Buhui’s retreat sounded an alarm for everyone in the Lan Family. If the Lan Family could indeed become cautious from now on, and not let down Lan Buhui’s profound intention, perhaps… the outcome could be different?
Lan Yingfeng’s face was ashen, his lips trembling: “Everyone… did you hear that? Did you see that? The arduous legacy of our Ancestral Patriarch is not for us to enjoy, nor to forget ourselves over… If such shameful things happen again in the future… we might as well collectively commit suicide!”
Everyone's eyes turned red, their noses sniffling heavily.