Liu Shu returned to the clan's homeland.
Seeing the return of the patriarch, the younger generation of the Liu Family quickly gathered to greet him. Seeing the patriarch's rosy complexion, without any injuries, and even his clothes untouched, the young ones couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
For the aristocratic families, any martial artist below the Heavenly Person can die, but the Heavenly Person must not fall.
This is the backbone supporting the family.
"Did the patriarch win this battle?!" someone suddenly asked, their eyes shining with expectation.
Liu Shu glanced at this junior and sighed lightly, "For a moment, I didn't know whether to say you have too much confidence in me or scold you for your lack of perspective."
The martial artist who had spoken earlier retreated awkwardly.
Liu Shu shook his head and said:
"I did not fight him. Even Xiao Tianhe and the others were defeated, how could I be his match?"
