Lu Fang, however, was still kneeling in front of Old Master Lu's sickbed, not daring to rise.
Old Master Lu looked at him, sighed heavily, and said, "Why are you still kneeling?"
With reddened eyes, Lu Fang choked, "Grandpa... I'm sorry to have let you down, making our Lu Family... lose face like this."
Old Master Lu sighed and said, "Isn't it just because... our Lu Family lacks depth, our skills are too shallow, and we can't play against those well-established Prestigious Families! Look at their families, what excellent descendants they produce... One Jih Yunxiao alone can hold up the sky!
And then look at our Lu Family... sigh."
"It's because I'm useless..."
"Alright, what's the use of saying more? This Jih Yunxiao... he can bend and stretch, and he's a sensible person... He knows that making us old folks angry is unsettling, so he made such a big concession..."
Lu Fang was puzzled and asked, "Grandpa, I don't see it clearly... Did the Jih Family make a concession?"
