In addition to the two of them, several people from the Murong family were accompanying them, and several family guests and elders were standing beside them.
"Elder Yu's visit really brings glory to my Murong family!"
At this time, Murong Zhendong picked up the teacup from his side and looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the seat and said respectfully.
"I offer tea instead of wine to Elder Yu to thank him for the favor!"
Although he is the current leader of the Murong family, he is usually surrounded by people.
But he knew that he was nothing in front of the person in front of him.
If you don't serve well and offend the other person, killing him is no different than crushing an ant to death.
Moreover, the Murong family also hopes to embrace the other party's lap and restore the glory of the Murong family!
"Haha, easy to say!" The middle-aged man named Ji Yu picked up the teacup and took a symbolic sip.
After putting down the tea cup, he glanced around the people of the Murong family and asked seemingly casually: "Xiao Qian is not at home?"
"Elder Yu, please wait a moment, she will be here soon!" Murong Zhendong responded quickly.
"She didn't know that Elder Yu would come today, so she went out with her parents to run errands early in the morning. I've asked my Zhi'er to call her."
"Yeah!" Ji Yu nodded slightly.
"Elder Yu, I wonder if the matter entrusted to you last time has come to an end?" Murong Yuanqing asked respectfully.
"I have already told the dean of the inner courtyard that you can just ask your son to go directly to the sect to find him in a few days!" Ji Yu responded calmly.
"For the sake of your Murong family, he doesn't need to be admitted to the hospital for examination, and he will be directly admitted as an inner disciple!"
"That's great, thank you so much, Elder Yu!" Murong Yuanqing beamed with joy.
While speaking, he waved to a guest from the Murong family standing aside.
After the guest understood this, he picked up a medium-sized iron box from the table on the side and walked over.
The iron box contains some spiritual fruit pills and medicines. Judging from the appearance, it is obviously not ordinary.
"Elder Yu has given up on my family's Zhi'er matter. It's a small thought and it's disrespectful. Please accept it, Elder Yu!" Murong Yuanqing continued.
For him, sending his son to the other sect was obviously not for his son to practice martial arts.
With his son's talent in martial arts, he has not even mastered Murong's swordsmanship yet. It's the same wherever he goes, and it's impossible to make much improvement in a different environment.
His purpose is very simple. After his son becomes an inner disciple of the other sect, the Murong family will be able to establish a relationship with the other sect, and many things will be easier to handle.
"Haha, Master Murong is so polite!" Ji Yu smiled lightly and waved his hand, and a man behind him took the iron box.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this moment, a burst of footsteps sounded at the door, and then a group of people walked in.
The leader is a young man in his mid-twenties, dressed in white robes, with a handsome face and a fair bearing.
Behind him followed a middle-aged couple and a young woman, who were the three members of Murong Yuanxiang's family.
"Father, Third Uncle and the others are back." The young man was naturally Murong Yuanqing's son Murong Lingzhi.
After looking at Murong Yuanqing and finishing speaking, he quickly walked to Ji Yu not far away and bowed and saluted: "I have met Elder Yu!"
"Yeah!" Ji Yu nodded slightly.
His eyes passed directly over Murong Lingzhi and stopped at Murong Yunqian behind him, a bright color flashing deep in his eyes.
