"Fellow Taoist Liang, why are you doing this?"
Lu Zijia quickly cast a Dharma spell to lift Liang Zongxing, who was about to kneel down, up.
Even though the strong ruled in the cultivation world and didn't care much about seniority, Lu Zijia couldn't accept her own uncle kneeling down to her.
Besides, he was her uncle, one who had treated her very well since she was young.
Even though Liang Zongxing's cultivation level was higher than Lu Zijia's, he was extremely weak right now.
So, he was easily lifted up by the spell Lu Zijia cast, without much resistance.
Liang Yingjun, who came back to his senses, also hurriedly pulled his father back to prevent him from kneeling down again. "Father, you…"
