However, after thinking it over, some things were still better asked along the way.
With that in mind, Yang Chen no longer hesitated. He and Ming Hu could now be considered familiar, so he asked directly, "Daoist Friend Ming Hu, may I ask a thing or two regarding your clan?"
Ming Hu did not know what Yang Chen wished to ask and said in puzzlement, "What does Daoist Friend Yang Chen wish to ask?"
"Perhaps it may seem somewhat presumptuous for me to ask this, but I still wish to inquire. What I wish to ask is the whereabouts of the Daoist Friend from your clan named Bao Lu," Yang Chen said.
Upon hearing the name Bao Lu, Ming Hu's delicate body trembled lightly.
Yang Chen noticed this in the finest detail. It was not difficult to tell that Ming Hu definitely knew something about Bao Lu.
Rather than answering, Ming Hu asked, "Does Daoist Friend Yang Chen know Bao Lu?"
"Yes, Miss Bao Lu and I can be considered acquainted. Back then, we almost shared a friendship forged through hardship," Yang Chen said.
Upon hearing this, Ming Hu fell into contemplation.
Seeing this, Yang Chen said, "What is it? Does Daoist Friend Ming Hu have some unspeakable difficulty?"
He increasingly felt that Bao Lu's current whereabouts were shrouded in mystery.
He had first asked Heng Ye and gotten nowhere, then asked Ming Hu, with the same result. It truly made it difficult for him to set his heart at ease.
It was precisely because of this that he quickly spoke, cutting off Ming Hu's words to prevent her from fobbing him off with vague replies.
Yet some things could not ultimately be avoided. After pondering for a moment, Ming Hu returned to normal and chuckled softly. "If Daoist Friend