After Lu Xiuqi drank Elliot's apprenticeship tea, he took him to meet his uncles, brothers, and nephews, and the matter of him being the master's registered disciple was thus settled.
"Aren't you..." A group of second-generation disciples came to pay their respects to Elliot. Someone recognized Elliot as one of the Lushan disciples who was outside the ruined temple that day.
"Ling Fei, how do you talk to your uncle like that?" Lu Xiuqi glared at his disciple.
The man named Ling Fei immediately withdrew his hand that was pointing at Elliot, bowed and apologized: "My disciple was rude, I hope you won't blame me, uncle."
Although he was only a nominal disciple, Lu Xiuqi valued him very much, so other disciples did not dare to act rashly and treated him as their direct uncle.
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