Chapter 230: Praise, Potential, and Points
Kang Lin and the others visited Ma An at the Heavenly Transit Mercantile Association the afternoon after the fight with the Jade Chameleons. The trader, obviously desirous of keeping good relations with the supplier of the Orange Vigor Spirit Wood, was quite polite and promised to keep a lookout for any of the materials they desired, but he didn’t have any immediate leads.
With the danger of a second attack being non-trivial, the trio had headed back to the sect for the evening and set up an appointment with Grandfather for the following morning. The rest of the evening and night was uneventful, and after breakfasting, they all gathered in the elder’s study.
“You three acquitted yourselves, well,” Grandfather said before turning to the twins. “I was impressed at how easily you two beat those juniors. They weren’t exactly the elite of the sect, but they weren’t trash, either. You two made them look like it, though.”
The twins each cupped their hands. “Gratitude, Elder.”
“Nonsense, you earned the praise.” Grandfather eyed Kang Lin. “You did well, too. Though not exactly employing an orthodox strategy, your words caused Fang Changming to retreat without involving himself. And don’t think I didn’t notice how you, Yang Xiu, backed up my granddaughter.” He cupped his hands. “Gratitude.”
Yang Xiu shrugged. “She’s my sister.” She grinned. “Well, almost.”
“The Esteemed Elder knows a lot of details about the fight,” Yang Ru said. “It almost sounds like you witnessed it.”
Kang Lin found the comment to be shocking, not the least of which because of who it came from. Her maybe future intended didn’t talk much, but she’d come to learn that his silence hid a quick mind. She just wished he wasn’t using it to challenge a man who was not only her grandfather but was also a Golden Core cultivator and an elder of their allied sect.
She never would have dared challenge a senior, much less an elder, in a similar situation. Hopefully, those habits didn’t end up getting her talented friends killed.
Her grandfather could have chosen to rebuke Yang Ru or even have him banned from the sect grounds for such an insult, but when Grandfather spoke, he was instead gracious.
“My granddaughter’s life was at stake. Do you think I wasn’t watching?”
Kang Lin hadn’t thought that he was at all. She’d been taught from an early age that sect members learned on their own and lived and died on their own. The best they could expect was, if they perished at the hands of someone outside the sect, for them to be avenged.