After hearing Guan Shanyue out, Gazi could only express his regret. "You came at a bad time. If you'd come half a day earlier, it would've been fine."
Guan Shanyue then asked when Feng Jun would be back.
This involved Luohua Manor's privacy, but Gazi was not particularly wary about such matters. He honestly said, "I'm not sure exactly how long it'll take, but one thing's certain—he definitely won't be back anytime soon."
A Daoist nun asked, "Could you call Master Feng and tell him that people from Cinnabar Cloud Heaven have come to visit? Even if the master can't change his itinerary, it would be good if he could give us a time for his return."
Gazi actually took out his phone and made the call. But he soon lowered it and said dejectedly, "Out of service range. Maybe he's passing through somewhere with poor signal... I'll try again later."
In truth, it had nothing to do with poor signal. Once Feng Jun learned that he might have become a key target of attention, he had tossed his phone directly into his Storage Pouch, unwilling to let anyone track his movements.
Feng Jun's first stop was Azure Mountain, and he arrived that very afternoon. In such bitterly cold weather, riding a motorcycle that fast was truly astonishing.
He had originally intended to sneak up the mountain, but Azure Mountain had gained many more security guards, patrolling everywhere.
Feng Jun found a secluded corner, put away his motorcycle, then wandered around with a cigarette in his mouth as he waited for nightfall.
His idle appearance quickly drew attention. Two security guards walked over and asked in deep voices, "You... what are you doing here?"
"What business is it of yours what I'm doing?" Feng Jun shot them a cold glance.