At the peak of a cloud-wreathed mountain stood an elegant courtyard.
"Just say that the son of an old friend has come to visit. Elder Ling Xi will surely come out to see him."
In front of the tightly shut courtyard gates, Mu Chen said this with confidence.
As an academy instructor, Mu Ling was qualified to request guidance in cultivation from the powerful experts residing there.
Of course, whether they would bother to answer her was another matter entirely.
This was the perfect chance to pass on a message and make an introduction.
Instructor Mu Ling wasn't sure what to expect. She stepped inside lightly, her heart pounding.
A short while later, the half-open gate swung open again.
Mu Chen brushed dust that wasn't even there from his clothes. "Well?"
Instructor Mu Ling shook her head with a strange look on her face, sparing not a word. "Elder Ling Xi said you were being mysterious for no reason. She doesn't know any son of an old friend and told you to leave at once."
Mu Chen: "..."
Big Sister Ling Xi, I'm your long-lost... half-related, half-unrelated little brother!
Right, Big Sister Ling Xi's memory was a little scrambled now. It was perfectly normal for her not to remember.
This time, I'd made a mistake. I hadn't given her enough accurate information. I'd try again.
Mu Chen took a deep breath, undeterred. "Instructor Mu Ling, lean in. I've got another message for you to pass on to Elder Ling Xi."
"Just say it. I'm not deaf."
Instructor Mu Ling rolled her eyes at him.
He was so young, yet he was trying to put on an air of mystery. What a waste of time.
Mu Chen was furious. Did I not deserve a little dignity?
In a flash of anger,