"You silly boy."
Hearing Mu Qingchuan's words, Elder Mu gently shook his head, pointed to the bench beside him, and said, "Alright, don't just stand there, take a seat!"
Mu Qingchuan smiled without saying anything, sat down directly, and looked at Elder Mu saying, "Grandfather, I have something I want to tell you today."
"Is it about Qin Island?" Elder Mu said calmly.
"That's right."
Mu Qingchuan nodded slightly: "I just received the news from Qin Island. Lu Tianxing entered the Eight Great Passes Villa this morning and met with the Northern Gun."
Upon hearing this, Elder Mu nodded slightly, his expression unchanged, and after a while, he slowly let out a breath, saying, "The winds are rising."
"The winds are rising?"
Hearing his grandfather's words, Mu Qingchuan was slightly taken aback, somewhat baffled.
"Yes, the winds are rising."
Elder Mu sighed deeply again, "Previously, if you said that Lu Tianxing had already solidified his power, now he truly has no reservations."
