On the high-speed train.
Lu Yuan glanced to his side. Seeing Lu Jing, wrapped in a small blanket and sleeping soundly, he peacefully turned his gaze back and focused on the small box in front of him.
The box was filled with many items.
Most of them were cards. All sorts of bank cards. The money in them ranged from hundreds of thousands to millions.
All were gifts from his "juniors."
At Lu Yuan's apprenticeship ceremony, even Master Liudao Yuan had given him a gift. Consequently, the various direct disciples of the Crane Sect had naturally also presented their "little Senior Brother" with congratulatory gifts.
Perhaps it was due to the rush of time, or perhaps because they hadn't taken this so-called "little Senior Brother" too seriously. The majority of the direct disciples had gifted him money. Only a few showed real thoughtfulness.
For instance, the fourth direct disciple, Zhuang Xiujie, had gifted him a martial arts school... Yes, a proper martial arts school.
