Young Master Tu was a proud individual, but as he looked at Lu Yin’s face and powerful build, it was as though Young Master Tu was looking at a dream come to life after so many years. Even though he was certain that what he saw was nothing more than a similarity, he could not stop himself from asking, “What’s your name? Where are you from?”
Lu Yin frowned. “I’m Long Qi, and I’m from the White Dragon Clan’s Dalian Mountain branch family.”
“You’re from the White Dragon Clan?” Young Master Tu was stunned for a moment, but then his expression quickly became unsightly.
Uncle He’s expression also twisted.
The smug expression that had just filled Young Master Tu’s eyes changed to a gloomy expression, and he even radiated a bit of killing intent as he stared at Lu Yin’s face. “The White Dragon Clan? You don’t deserve to look like that.”
Lu Yin’s hands balled up into fists. “What did you just say?”
Uncle He’s attitude had also changed, and he gazed at Lu Yin with cold eyes that blazed with hostility.
It was at this time that Brother Hong, Che Zhan, Mr. Guo, and the Matriarch of the Eastern Mountains all arrived. Yesterday, they had noticed that Lu Yin had kicked up a fuss, but none of them had cared after seeing Lu Yin beating someone up. However, they had noticed that the troublemaker had returned once more, and there were very few individuals who qualified to live this far up the Stacking Mountain Range.
Young Master Tu stared at Lu Yin’s face for a moment before letting out a cold snort. “Disgusting! One day, I’ll peel that face off of you.”
He turned and left without looking back.
Lu Yin’s expression grew cold, and he looked at Uncle He. “What does that mean?”
Uncle He replied in an indifferent tone, “Excuse me.”
He left.
Che Zhan felt that the entire exchange was odd. “Who are those two?”
Lu Yin shook his head. “I don’t know, but they’re crazy.”
“Was that Senior He?” Mr. Guo hesitantly asked as he stared at the back of the departing Uncle He.
Several people looked over at Mr. Guo. “You know him?”
Lu Yin answered Mr. Guo, “He’s called Uncle He.”
Mr. Guo grew quite excited. “It really is Senior He!”
“You know him?” Che Zhan grew curious.
Mr. Guo explained, “He’s a member of the Qiming family.”
“The Qiming family?” Che Zhan, Brother Hong, and the Matriarch of the Eastern Mountains all shouted.
Lu Yin was completely clueless. “Who’re the Qiming family?”
“You don’t know?” Everyone showed even greater surprise at Lu Yin’s ignorance.
Lu Yin shrugged. “I grew up in Dalian Mountain and stayed there my entire childhood, never leaving. The first time I left there was when Long Xi announced that the clan was searching for a son-in-law.”
Mr. Guo stared at Lu Yin. “Brother Long Qi, you have a great deal of respect towards Zhou Tang, and also towards the Lu family?”
Lu Yin’s eyes flashed as he solemnly replied, “Very much so.”
Mr. Guo nodded and then explained in an emotional voice, “In the past, the Lu family ruled the Higher Realm while the current four ruling powers were restricted to the Middle Realm. However, the Lu family did not live alone in the Higher Realm, as their vassals lived there with them. There was the All-Dao family and also the Qiming family. That person is a powerhouse from the Qiming family, and if he is that young man’s guardian, he must be someone very important to their family.”
Lu Yin felt shocked; those two were from the Qiming family?
He had heard that some of the Lu family’s retainers had been recruited into the Forsaken Soldiers before he had arrived at the Stacking Mountain Range. However, he was worried that a Semi-Progenitor was watching him, so he had not actively sought out such people. Naturally, he had not expected two such people to actually have been so close to him this entire time. So those two were former vassals of the Lu family? It was no wonder why Young Master Tu’s attitude had changed so drastically after learning that Lu Yin was a part of the White Dragon clan.
At that moment, Lu Yin’s attitude towards the two changed in a fundamental way, and he unconsciously turned to stare at the two who had just left.
Those two were followers of his own family.
“Brother Long Qi, do you know what that young man’s name is?” Mr. Guo asked.
“Uncle He called him Young Master Tu.”
Mr. Guo felt shocked. “Unbelievable! Qiming Tu?”
Brother Hong was equally surprised. “The Qiming family’s talented young master from back then?”
“How is that even possible? Are you sure that you heard right? Did Uncle He really call him Young Master Tu?” Mr. Guo reconfirmed as he stared at Lu Yin in blatant disbelief.
Lu Yin replied, “That’s right, Young Master Tu.”
The Matriarch of the Eastern Mountains murmured, “Is he really Qiming Tu? How is that possible? Even though this old woman seldom wanders out, even I’ve heard of the Seven Heroes of the Higher Realm, as they were famous throughout the entire universe. If not for Qiming Tu being too young, his cultivation would not have been any worse than theirs, and he could have almost been considered an eighth hero. He was even acknowledged by the Lu family’s young master.”
Lu Yin’s finger suddenly twitched. Seven Heroes? The image of a paper contract appeared in his mind. On the paper were the palm prints of seven sworn siblings, and the faint trace of their oaths with each other.
‘Third Bro, you’re the smallest, so from now on, you’re Seventh Bro. Come, talk to your elders!’
“Big Sis, Second Bro, Third Bro, Fourth Sis, Fifth Bro, Sixth Sis, hello.’
‘Good, Little Seven. Whoever bullies you from now, we’ll all help you get revenge.’
‘You’ll be called Little Seven from now.’
‘Little Seven, are you happy? You have so many older siblings watching over you, so nobody will dare to bully you.’
‘Your elder siblings will take care of you.’
Little Seven, your elder siblings will take care of you. Lu Yin’s head suddenly exploded with pain. Blurred appearances emerged in his mind, giving him a splitting headache that forced him to his knees. As the pain intensified, he was assailed by sorrow that seeped out of his heart, and his eyes flushed crimson.
The people around Lu Yin were all startled by his sudden reaction. “Brother Long Qi, what’s wrong?”
“Brother Long Qi?”
Lu Yin put a hand on the ground to support himself as he gasped for breath. Sweat poured from his forehead, and his vision blurred. However, those fervent oaths still echoed in his ears.