Inside Madam's small building.
"You said True Person Zhang gave Zheng Fa an Immortal Selection Token?" Madam asked Seventh Young Master.
Seventh Young Master saw the astonishment on both his sister's and mother's faces.
"Yes, Zheng Fa told me... He also said that he had no plans to marry right now."
Seventh Young Master carefully watched his mother as he relayed Zheng Fa's words, somewhat afraid that she would be angered by Zheng Fa's rejection.
To his surprise, there was no anger on his mother's face—only a trace of melancholy.
She was silent for a long while before finally speaking. "I thought there was still time. I didn't expect that I was still too late."
Seventh Young Master became even more confused when he heard this. "Too late for what?"
Madam did not answer him. Instead, she turned her gaze toward his elder sister.
Following her gaze, Seventh Young Master saw that the emotions on his sister's face were even more complicated than their mother's.
Seeing them both looking at her, the Eldest Young Lady reined in her tangled feelings. After thinking for a moment, she said, "It should have been two days ago, when he went to Senior Sister Zhang's courtyard."
Madam nodded, the sigh in her voice still lingering. "Although I had already tried to think highly of Zheng Fa, I never imagined True Person Zhang would value him so much."
Having said that, she suddenly rose and headed downstairs.
"Mother? Where are you going?"
Seventh Young Master asked.
"I'm tired of staying here. I'm going out for a walk."
"...Mother, do you take me for a three-year-old?"
"Now that you've grown up, you're not so easy to fool anymore." There was even a touch of wistfulness in Madam's tone.
Seventh Young Master curled his lips. That excuse