Patriarch Xuan Tian hesitated for a moment, still feeling uneasy.
He stood up and bowed to Ku Xuanzi and Li Chengqian.
"Please stay seated, Daoist friends, I have some mundane matters to attend to; I'll be back soon."
Li Chengqian, with a square head and big ears, had a pair of long and slender eyes.
He glanced upwards and smiled faintly.
"We're not outsiders, let that disciple outside come in and speak."
Ku Xuanzi nodded in agreement, speaking in a sharp tone.
"Indeed, let's see if there's anything difficult; we can also offer Brother Dao some advice."
Patriarch Xuan Tian sensed something was amiss but could not refuse in front of his two Daoist friends.
Soon, Ling Kongzi walked into the bamboo grove and respectfully bowed to Patriarch Xuan Tian.
Seeing Ling Kongzi's expression, Patriarch Xuan Tian was slightly startled.
"What's the matter? Why do you look so desolate? Where's Tianguzi?"
Ling Kongzi immediately squeezed out a few tears.
