"Yes, Senior Brother."
Luo Faqing's face turned red, and he dared not speak any more.
Within the Magic Veins of Shang Mountain, there were also numerous factions.
His master had also been an anomaly back in his day.
Dedicatedly driving out demons and protecting the orthodox way, he died in action with no good fortune, cursed by the locals and ridiculed and ostracized by his fellow sect members.
Later, it was the eldest senior brother, Yue Fazhong, who step by step turned the situation around.
He first ensured that his fellow brothers were well fed and clothed, and later not only did they come to serve in the Prince Mansion, but they also enabled the disciples of their lineage to hold their heads high.
Luo Faqing respected him like an elder brother and dared not speak further.
For a moment, the atmosphere inside the room became oppressive.
