Ximen Yan said with an ugly expression, "Where did Qing go today?"
Ximen Lian said, "I don't know."
The four beautiful women who followed Ximen Qing said, "The young master didn't go there. He only wandered around for a while before returning."
Ximen Lian asked worriedly, "Aunt, do you have a way to save Qing?"
Ximen Yan shook her head. "No. The power inside Qing's body is exceptionally strange and terrifying. Its level is higher than the power I wield. It seems Qing has offended someone he shouldn't have."
Ximen Lian's heart completely relaxed as she asked, "Aunt, what do you plan to do?"
Ximen Yan sighed. "I don't know either."
"Ah!"
At that moment, another miserable scream rang out. Ximen Qing struggled with a pained expression, while Ximen Yan looked heartbroken yet powerless to help, anguish filling her heart as well.
Suddenly!
A paper bird flew in and stopped before Ximen Yan.
Ximen Yan's face turned cold. Knowing it was related to her son, she reached out, took hold of the paper bird, and unfolded it. Written on it were the words: If you want your son to be all right, seal your cultivation and come to the side of Clear Lake in the east.
Seeing those words, Ximen Yan felt relieved. At least there was a way to resolve this matter.
Following the arrangement, Ximen Yan arrived at the agreed location. The lake's surface was calm, verdant willow trees grew along the shore, and the scenery was pleasant.
An ordinary-looking young man walked over with a smile. "You came!"
Ximen Yan said coldly, "What do you want?"
The young man smiled. "Your son offended me first, so I merely taught him a lesson."
Ximen Yan said, "Then what will it take for you to let my son go?"