The Ten Families' Young Scions

I couldn't see through it.

The waters of the Imperial Capital ran terrifyingly deep. Though I had now mastered all kinds of skills, I still found them unfathomable.

With Old Abacus leading the way, we arrived at a rather elegant place in the city. Along the way, I learned that it was an estate of the Undying Wang Family.

Of course, "Undying Wang" was what people in the trade called them. Here in the Imperial Capital, Zhi Shou Guan was merely an old medical clinic with a long history. It was only that the Wang family's descendants had done well for themselves, building up a substantial enterprise in the city.

Though it was nominally just a hospital, once we entered, we found it remarkably spacious. Rockeries and flowing water, emerald bamboo and a jade-green lake, flagstone paths crossing and winding through the grounds—without someone to guide us, we could easily have lost our way in this seemingly endless garden.

After walking straight for quite a while, we reached a place where incense curled through the air. There, inside the garden, stood a small Taoist temple.

Hu Ma looked it over carefully. It was indeed built in the style of a Taoist temple, which he found rather novel.

But then he remembered that National Teacher Dong Xuan had once been on exceptionally close terms with a Reincarnator, and it no longer seemed strange.

Old Abacus hurried over to the temple to make inquiries on Hu Ma's behalf. After a while, he returned, looking a little awkward, and said quietly, "We came at a bad time. They say Master has gone into seclusion to prepare for the ritual."

"Gone into seclusion?"

Hu Ma frowned slightly as he listened. He had only come to Zhi Shou Guan under the pretext of having a