The Imperial Family's Sincerity, Out of Seclusion!

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Yao Ye's fingers unconsciously clenched the purple-gold sleeve of her robe, and her breathing had yet to fully steady.

In that instant just now, she had felt as though an invisible giant hand had pinned her soul down, making even her heart miss half a beat.

She had only ever felt that soul-deep tremor when her great-grandfather, Jia Xing Tian, unleashed his full strength. No, to be precise, that aura just now had been even more unfathomable than her great-grandfather's.

"Miss Ya Fei." Yao Ye barely steadied herself, her voice carrying a hint of tension. "Did the master in the rear courtyard make a breakthrough just now?"

Ya Fei held a teacup, her slender fingers lightly brushing along the rim.

She had not fared much better than Yao Ye. Although Lu Heng had deliberately avoided the direction where she was, the lingering pressure still made this Nine-Star Da Dou Shi's heart palpitate.

However, as the Mittel Family's current true authority, she still wore her usual composed expression.

"Alchemy always comes with a few earth-shaking disturbances."

Ya Fei set down her cup and chuckled.

"Lu Heng doesn't like being disturbed while refining pills. It seems we'll have to wait a few more days."

Yao Ye rose to her feet and gave a slight bow toward the rear courtyard before turning back to Ya Fei.

"Since the master is still in seclusion, I will not linger and disturb him."

Yao Ye's expression became much more solemn.

"When Master Lu Heng emerges, please inform him that the Imperial Family will receive him with the highest honors. So long as he is willing, the Imperial Family's gates will forever stand open to him."

Ya Fei stood to see her off, her tone neither warm nor cold.

"I'll pass along