Red Mountain Sanatorium

Xu Wuyi pushed open the courtyard gate and walked out.

Outside the courtyard, Mr. Zhou, Song Qingwu's butler, was waiting by the entrance. Seeing Xu Wuyi emerge, he immediately stepped forward, his attitude even more respectful than when he had arrived.

"Grandmaster Xu, I'll see you out."

Xu Wuyi followed him along the same narrow path they had taken before, passing through several moon gates and walking down the winding corridor.

The night had deepened, and the surroundings were silent save for the occasional chirping of insects.

Several lights glowed in the distant buildings, appearing especially warm amid the darkness.

When they reached the towering iron gate, Butler Zhou stopped and stepped aside, gesturing for him to proceed.

"Grandmaster Xu, the car is ready outside. Wherever you wish to go, the driver will take you."

Xu Wuyi nodded and stepped through the iron gate.

A black business van was parked outside, with a uniformed driver standing beside it. When he saw Xu Wuyi emerge, the driver immediately opened the door and stood respectfully to one side.

Xu Wuyi did not get in right away. Instead, he stood by the roadside and looked back at the iron gate.

The ancient plaque above it was somewhat blurred in the night, but the two words "Song Residence" remained clearly visible.

Song Residence.

Song Yi was still seated beside the stone table, slowly drinking from the cup of tea that had already gone cold.

Hearing footsteps, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at Song Qingwu.

"He's gone?"

Song Qingwu nodded and stopped before him.

"Go call Xingxian over."

Song Qingwu paused in surprise, then nodded and turned to leave the courtyard.

A moment later, a young man followed Song Qingwu into the courtyard.

He looked to be in his early twenties, handsome and