After a short while, Cheng Wu turned around in a daze and left, his mind thrown into confusion by being addressed as "Steward Lu."
"Steward Lu? Discussing sect affairs? Alchemist Lu has become the Steward of the Good Beast Sect?"
Cheng Wu felt disoriented, fiddling with the Sound Transmission Shell, and gave a bitter laugh: "Let's just hope the folks in our sect don't get too riled up."
He actually thought pretty highly of Lu Chang'sheng; otherwise, he wouldn't have mentioned him to Zhang Qing back then. It was a shame things didn't work out, but every now and then, on a whim, he'd check up on Lu Chang'sheng's situation.
He later learned that Lu Chang'sheng had come to the Supreme Profound Sect's Mountain Gate again, wishing to join.
Unfortunately, he was rejected yet again.
"Lately, that Wang Futian kid has been running around everywhere trying to get Alchemist Lu admitted, but—"
