Ren-character Pavilion, No. 28.
Gao Fengshan's face was faintly pale, and the body he held upright had lost its former ramrod straightness. Helplessness showed in his eyes as he looked at the Medicine Slave inside the courtyard gate and pleaded bitterly, "Elder, please let me see Mr. Ye. A thousand wrongs, ten thousand wrongs—it was all my younger brother's fault. Please ask Mr. Ye to show mercy. Fengshan will be eternally grateful."
"The young master has no time." The Medicine Slave's tone was exceptionally cold.
Gao Fengshan said with a bitter expression, "I know Mr. Ye is a man of importance with many affairs to attend to, so he must be busy. Fengshan is willing to wait again. Whenever Mr. Ye has finished his work, it will not be too late to see me then."
The Medicine Slave narrowed his eyes. He knew why Gao Fengshan had come. His younger brother, Gao Fengkuo, had abused his authority and led soldiers to arrest him and Ye Tong in the street, only to run straight into the War Dragon General. Not only had he failed to do anything to the two of them, he had instead ended up in chains and thrown into prison. He had only himself to blame.
"If you wish to wait, then wait."
Suddenly, the Medicine Slave froze, because he saw a familiar figure approaching from afar. Beside her was Lan Tianyu, who loved paintings as dearly as her life.
"Where is Ye Tong? Where is he?"
Once Mu Qianlan saw the Medicine Slave's face clearly, she understood that Ye Tong of Cold Mountain City and Ye Tong the painter were one and the same. Thinking of the wretched state she had been in within that formation in the Golden Phoenix Mountain Range made her teeth itch with