The elegant man in white exuded an otherworldly charm. His ink-black hair was gently tied up with a jade hairpin, and ti had left no traces on him, only adding to his immortal aura—vaguely resembling a crescent in the cold night.
Beside Mo Yu, Xu Xing followed, seemingly weary from the road.
Su Li was sowhat stunned and hurriedly called out, "Uncle Mo Yu!"
She had heard from her senior brothers and sisters that Uncle Mo Yu resided permanently on Cloud Mist Mountain, never descending.
The last ti he descended was years ago during her middle school exams; he quietly ca to see her.
Did he actually co in person?
Mo Yu nodded, his typically cold deanor softened finally upon seeing Su Li.
He raised his leg to walk inside, causing onlookers to watch in sheer amazent.
It was a kind of transcendent aura that made others feel self-conscious, unable to et his gaze.
Madam Feng’s pupils contracted, the ink pooled in her eyes unable to disperse, her gaze fixed on Mo Yu’s handso side profile, her breathing unconsciously heavy, hands clasped together.
Standing beside Feng Ciye, Ling Chenyu couldn’t help but shout, "Who are you two? What do you take my Ling Family for? Just co as you please!"
Father Ling, eyes reddened with agitation, turned around to scold, "Shut up! Mind your manners! This is Master Mo Yu, who saved your grandfather years ago!"
Ling Chenyu uttered an "ah," instantly dumbfounded.
This... this young man saved grandfather?
Does this an Su Li is his disciple, and she has to be respectful to Su Li? Is there so mistake here?!
Mo Yu strode in, sitting on a stool that Father Ling quickly ordered the steward to provide, ignoring Madam Feng nearby, reaching out to check the pulse of the Feng Family Master.
Everyone dared not utter a sound, not even breathe heavily, for fear of disturbing this sudden "Immortal."
Seconds later, Mo Yu withdrew his hand and said to Xu Xing, "dicine number 97."
A flash of admiration appeared in Xu Xing’s eyes, who imdiately began searching through the dical kit, praising aloud, "As expected of Master, diagnosing and prescribing with just one pulse check. Fortunately, we ca prepared!"
Handing the dicine to the servant, Mo Yu stood up and approached Su Li, speaking gently, "Xiao Li, co back with Uncle first."
Old Six imdiately shouted, "Why? She could be a criminal! And what are you? Do you have a dical license? Have the pills you prescribed been tested?"
Mo Yu’s warm eyes turned sharp in an instant, and he abruptly turned his head, "Criminal?"
Su Li was so infuriated she wished she could tear Six Young Master’s mouth off! Is there anything he wouldn’t dare say?
Xu Xing smiled at Feng the Sixth, "Recognize Xu Xing?"
Feng the Sixth was initially stupefied, his face gradually showing admiration and color, "Xu Xing, of course we know in the aristocracy—the greatest healer. Raising the dead and healing the bones!"
Xu Xing smiled, "Oh, this gentleman is Xu Xing’s ntor."
Everyone was taken aback, incredulously gazing at Mo Yu.
Feng the Sixth: "..."
ntor... ntor? Damn it!
Mo Yu had long dwelled deep in the mountains, with countless disciples; who dared show such disrespect? He swept his white robe with anger, his eyes bursting with cold light, shouting loudly, "Who exactly is the criminal?!"
The angry shout seed to carry the power to shake the heavens and earth, making hearts tremble.
Everyone shrunk their necks in fear, only to hear a voice as elegant as the Jiangnan Water Village rise up, "It’s ."
Madam Feng, dressed in a deep red cheongsam, gracefully stood up, laying her hands together, with a faint smile at her lips.
It turned out to be... Madam Feng!
In that mont, everyone, including Su Li, was dumbfounded.
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