Not long after Li Bozhong left, Wei Changming arrived.0

Seeing his longtime friend, Yue Fenghua finally allowed himself a breath of relief. “Brother Wei, about Li Bozhong…”0

“Oh, that? It has nothing to do with you. He’s just shortsighted.” Wei Changming casually glanced around the mountain village before suddenly calling out, “A’Xiong, A’Xiong, come here.”0

A few of Luoxia Mountain Village’s senior guards stepped forward. “Greetings, Clan Head.”0

“You’ve been at Luoxia Mountain Village for quite a few years, haven’t you? Do you want to go home?”0

“Hah, we’ve been wanting to for a while.”0

“Then go. Oh, and take back all the fine swords, medicines, and body-strengthening herbs I loaned to brother Yue. Also, brother Yue, please settle their final wages.”0

Yue Fenghua: “…”0

Before that matter was even resolved, a few disciples shuffled forward hesitantly. “Master…”0

Yue Fenghua’s face darkened. “What is it?”0

One of them forced a smile. “Well, a family member of mine is sick… I probably won’t be able to continue full-time training. I need to take care of them, so I’ve come to take my formal leave.”0

Yue Fenghua turned his sharp gaze to the others. “Are your family members...0