NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 230 What's the Plan Next?_1
"Patriarch Changfeng has naturally agreed."
In the room, atop the main seat.
Luo Ping sipped the tea in his hands as he gazed at the youngster Luo Yao before him, who seemed to harbor a touch of expectation in his eyes.
He then spoke softly.
"Agreed?"
"Patriarch Changfeng himself has agreed?"
Luo Yao seemed somewhat surprised.
After all, in the eyes of the old patriarch, he was the epitome of laziness and sloth.
His temperament was surely known to Patriarch Changfeng.
Yet, even so.
Why would Patriarch Changfeng still agree to Luo Family Patriarch Luo Ping's suggestion?
Baffled, Luo Yao was quite perplexed in his heart.
But at this moment, it seemed that no matter whether he understood Patriarch Changfeng's true intentions or not,
the matter appeared to be completely settled.
He, Luo Yao,
would be trained as the next head of the Luo Family.
From this point on, he would lose a great deal of his time and his personal freedom.
He would be pampered within the Luo Family Ancestral Land.
To many of the Luo Family Clan, possessing the title of the next Luo Family Patriarch was a coveted dream.
But for the idler Luo Yao,
this was definitely not something to be happy about.
"It's over..."
Inside the room, Luo Yao looked at the current Luo Family Patriarch, Luo Ping, seated in the place of honor.
His eyes began to dim gradually.
The emotions in his eyes also started to reveal a hint of despair.
"Next, you should start preparing."
"Remember to come here on time tomorrow morning."
Seeing Luo Yao appearing somewhat dazed, Luo Ping spoke out again.
Luo Yao did not respond verbally to this.
He simply nodded silently and then turned around, leaving the room filled with many people dealing with administrative affairs.
"My good days are over..."
As he left the room,
Luo Yao couldn't help but slightly lift his head, gazing up at the clear blue sky that was cloudless for miles.
He was very clear in his heart,
that starting tomorrow, his relaxed and lazy life as of late was likely to be gone forever.
The Luo Family Patriarch, what a revered status?
In the eyes of outsiders, the current Luo Family Patriarch Luo Ping was the controller of the Luo Family, the helmsman.
Such a dignified and supreme existence.
However, in reality,
what is the true situation?
The current Luo Family Patriarch Luo Ping was but a tool,
a tool engrossed in managing the clan, immersed in dealing with internal and external family affairs every day.
The vast majority of the time...
Oh, no, it should be said, nearly all his time,
was spent on handling these matters for the family.
Moreover, days like these
were almost endless.
...
After leaving the room,
Luo Yao returned to a secluded place within the Luo Family Ancestral Land where not many people were present.
At that time, the little fellow Luo Ze, who had been continuously swinging his longsword upon his departure,
was still standing there, holding a Spiritual Sword in his hand,
with a firm expression on his face.
Over and over again,
he tirelessly wielded his full strength in a swing toward the front.
This action seemed to be something Luo Ze could persist in tirelessly, keeping at it with gritted teeth.
And Luo Yao, at this moment, quietly leaned against an ancient tree that had stood there for hundreds of years.
Simply watching in silence.
For some reason, after watching Luo Ze swing his longsword for a while,
his originally helpless and despairing emotions began to calm down.
As time passed, about half an hour later,
the youngster Luo Ze, who had been continuously wielding his Spiritual Sword,
suddenly stopped.
He silently extended his hand, wiping the large beads of sweat from his forehead.
"Stopped?"
Seeing Luo Ze halt suddenly,
Luo Yao felt a slight surprise in his heart.
Usually, the youngster could manage to swing the Spiritual Sword in his hands intensively all day long,
hardly ever resting.
He had never seen Luo Ze take a break before.
So why had the youngster suddenly stopped now? What was the situation?
Could it be that an accident had occurred?
Luo Yao silently watched Luo Ze before him, but he chose not to speak up and ask.
"You are a bit strange today..."
A somewhat hoarse voice suddenly sounded.
It was Luo Ze speaking with his back to Luo Yao.
"I am strange?"
Luo Yao watched Luo Ze's not so robust figure, narrowing his eyes slightly.
What did this youngster mean?
Could he still pay attention to others while practicing his sword?
"Your mood today tastes different from other days. Did something happen?"
Luo Ze silently turned his head,
glancing at Luo Yao behind him.
He then put away the Spiritual Sword in his hand,
picked up a Spiritual Artifact water bottle filled with water and with massive interior space lying next to him,
tilted his head back, and started drinking with big gulps.
Of course, this Spiritual Artifact water bottle was a gift from Patriarch Changfeng. Continue your saga on My Virtual Library Empire
As Patriarch Changfeng said, this Spiritual Artifact water bottle was just one of many Spiritual Artifacts he had forged, not a particularly satisfactory work.