The next morning.
Not waiting for his old sister's iron-fist tempering, Xiao Fan slipped out of the house early, casually making off with his old father's official vehicle—a military horse from the Armament Hall.
Running all over the place every day without a ride to substitute for his legs was truly exhausting!
Rather than heading straight for the Yu Residence, he first went to the Wondrous Immortal Pavilion.
Wang Mazi and Ouyang Jing had long been waiting at the appointed Elegant Charm Pavilion within the Wondrous Immortal Pavilion. When they saw Xiao Fan, both of them visibly relaxed, though the worry in their eyes had not faded.
"Brother Xiao, you're here! Last night... thank you." Wang Mazi lowered his voice. Gone was yesterday's frivolity, replaced by a measure of sincerity.
"It was nothing."
Xiao Fan waved a hand and got straight to the point. "Qin Han is the sort to avenge even the slightest grievance. I crippled his lackey Shi Ping, so I reckon he definitely won't let this go.
"He wouldn't dare tear down the Wondrous Immortal Pavilion openly, but his underhanded schemes are impossible to guard against. You can't stay here any longer."
Ouyang Jing emerged from the rear chamber. She had changed out of yesterday's crimson gauze into an elegant moon-white everyday dress. The thin veil still covered her face, but her gaze had grown much clearer and colder.
"You are quite right, Young Master Xiao. But vast as this capital may be, the Qin Family's power reaches the sky. Where could possibly take us in for shelter?" Her voice remained lovely, yet it carried a faint weariness and helplessness that was hard to detect.
Xiao Fan smiled faintly, full of confidence. "Don't worry. Just come with me."
"There's a place where even if Qin Han's father,