"It may have been a casual act for Elder Master Huang, but for me, it was a matter of life and death. It's a debt I can't forget!" Chu Tianxiang shook his head. He had, of course, caught the underlying meaning in Huang Fenglin's words. He was being pointedly reminded that this life-saving favor wasn't something he could repay whenever or however he pleased.
"Xiaofan, don't just stand there stunned. Please invite them all in for the meal!" Chu Tianxiang's withered palm rested on Zhou Fan's arm. He gave Zhou Fan an imperceptible shake of his head, signaling him not to make a move yet.
"Of course. Young Master Huang, this way, please."
Zhou Fan smiled faintly. Though he extended the invitation, the moment he finished speaking, he took Chu Yan's hand and led the way, helping Chu Tianxiang into the room.
