Five years have passed, and the young men have grown significantly, their cultivation levels have all improved. Though they cannot be compared to those prodigies, at least they can hold their own.
"What do you think?" Yang Zhenshan stood on the hillside, watching the training ground while asking Yang Xiangheng beside him.
Yang Xiangheng hesitated for a moment and said, "I believe we could seize the Lu family's Luyuan! Our Yang family's assets are too few, and they are simply insufficient to support the cultivation of our clan's younger generation."
"According to customs, our clan should be supported by the granduncles and other elders, but in recent years, granduncles have been subsidizing household expenses, and I truly feel ashamed!"
He knew Yang Zhenshan had no ties with the Yang family, but was unsure of Yang Zhenshan's intentions in occupying Lingxi Mountain.
Regardless of Yang Zhenshan's intentions, he has been helping the Yang family all these years.
