"Cloud Immortal Residence?"
"What kind of place was that?"
Li Yun blinked, baffled. What the hell was Cao Wenxuan playing at? After all this time, and even after giving him a gift, all he wanted was for Li Yun to visit Cloud Immortal Residence?
Surely it wasn't that simple?
Cao Wenxuan froze too, looking incredulous.
"Young Master Lin, you've never heard of Cloud Immortal Residence?"
"Surely not?"
Li Yun couldn't help laughing at his expression.
"Wait... Steward Cao, is Cloud Immortal Residence so famous that even someone who isn't from Western Mountain Commandery ought to know about it?"
"Uh... how should I put this?"
At Li Yun's question, Cao Wenxuan suddenly grew a little awkward.
"Well, it isn't especially famous."
"It's just that someone of your age, Young Master Lin—Yingjun, dashing, and so distinguished—would normally have a hard time not knowing about Cloud Immortal Residence."
"But... it's fine if you haven't heard of it."
"That place... you'll understand once you go. It's a paradise you'll never want to leave! You could stay three years and still be reluctant to take a single step away!"
"Come on, isn't that an exaggeration?"
"What sort of place could inspire that much devotion? Oh... I know. Don't tell me Cloud Immortal Residence is a Martial Dao Holy Land?"
Li Yun spoke with feigned surprise.
In truth, he had already guessed that Cloud Immortal Residence was probably nowhere respectable.
What he couldn't understand was why, if it was the sort of pleasure house lit by gaudy lanterns, Cao Wenxuan had gone to all this trouble to ask him to go in his place.
Couldn't Cao Wenxuan go himself?
Or was Cao Wenxuan incapable?
But even if he was incapable, why ask Li Yun to stand in for him?
If that was really it, Cao Wenxuan's