"Besides, there's Qing Shan and Xuan'er."
Lu Yuanding gazed at the figure before him, clad in green robes, with a handsome visage and the air of a humble gentleman - Lu Qingxuan, his eyes old and cloudy, revealing a touch of gratified amusement.
His eldest grandson, Lu Qingshan, harbored a deep affection for Qingzhu Mountain, and with him there, it was certain that the mountain would receive protection should it face great peril in the future.
The young grandson before him, Lu Qingxuan, had yet not come of age.
But after asking his daughter Lu Miaoge, he knew this grandson possessed a Third-Grade Spiritual Root.
With such talent, he believed that under Lu Changsheng's tutelage, Xuan'er would certainly reach Foundation Establishment and make significant progress in his cultivation.
Given Lu Qingxuan's character, as long as there were no major breaches of principle within the family, he would not sit idly by and watch Qingzhu Mountain decline.
