He Estate, Mountain Opening House.
Upon hearing the news, Fu Rong hurried over, only to arrive too late.
There was no one in sight.
"Brother, where are they?" she asked urgently.
Steward Qian knew what had happened and answered, "They took leave and went to the Pearl Gathering House."
Fu Rong's expression changed drastically. "What are we going to do?"
Uneasy, she walked while recalling the rumors she had heard at the Mountain Opening House that morning—
A maid from the Pearl Gathering House had accidentally knocked over an Immortal Master's glazed cup and received a severe punishment for it. The matter had already alarmed the entire He Family.
That Immortal Master came from the "Shan Mountain Immortal Sect" behind the Night Sui Kingdom.
Fu Rong had initially taken it for idle gossip, never expecting the news to have already spread throughout the Mountain Opening House.
What frightened her even more was that the maid was named Li Xin—she was a younger sister he had acknowledged at the Pearl Gathering House.
At that thought, Fu Rong's heart tightened.
She dared not think further, and her steps grew even more hurried.
Unexpectedly, she had still come a step too late.
Steward Qian let out a long sigh, his face filled with helplessness. "Miss Fu Rong, it wasn't as if I didn't try to persuade him. But you know his temperament. Once he sets his mind on something, not even nine oxen can drag him back."
He paused, his tone grave. "How could an Immortal Master's affairs be something a mere mountain laborer like him could interfere in? This trip... I'm afraid—
More misfortune than fortune awaits him."
Fu Rong's heart sank sharply. She turned and ran toward the rear courtyard of the Mountain Opening House.
"Brother, you mustn't let anything happen—"