"Master Long, this matter concerns the fate of the Zhang Family! I implore you."
Zhang Lijun looked at Master Long very respectfully and spoke earnestly.
Master Long nodded, his gaze showing not the slightest hint of relaxation.
In truth, he held battles like this one in disdain; in his view, they were akin to children playing house. If it were up to him, he would resolutely refuse to engage, let alone deign to accept such matters.
With a status like his, he had long seen through the mundane world and wished not to meddle in mortal affairs, hoping only to leave behind a good reputation and engage in teaching and solving doubts.
However, ten years ago, the old master of the Zhang Family had helped him out.
Debts of gratitude are the most difficult to repay in the world, and a master like Master Long was even less willing to owe anything to anyone.