Chu Ao led Chu Qingyun through vast gardens and courtyards.
Then Chu Ao stopped.
"Brother Chu, you've arrived."
Seeing Chu Ao point at a pavilion ahead, Chu Qingyun nodded and walked forward.
The moment he stepped inside, the door of the pavilion ahead suddenly opened.
A young woman walked out.
She was dressed lavishly and stunningly beautiful, seeming to be around twenty years old.
Chu Qingyun found it rather strange.
By all reason, Qin Family Patriarch Qin Feihong was a peak Martial King expert, so Qin Ling'er could not possibly be much weaker.
Yet the woman before him possessed only Martial Master cultivation. No matter how he looked at her, she did not seem to be a direct descendant of the Qin Family.
"Greetings, miss."
Chu Qingyun cupped his fists in salute.
"Hehe, Young Master Chu is too polite," the woman said with a smile.
Chu Qingyun asked, "Miss, may I ask whether Young Master Qin is here? I have business with him."
The woman nodded. "He is. He's in the study. I'll take you there."
Chu Qingyun nodded and followed the woman into the study.
At that moment, Qin Feihong was reading. He seemed unsurprised by Chu Qingyun's arrival.
Qin Ling'er sat beside him, pouring him tea.
"Greetings, Patriarch." Chu Qingyun cupped his fists in salute.
"Mm."
Qin Feihong nodded and said flatly, "Young Master Chu, please sit."
Without standing on ceremony, Chu Qingyun sat down and looked at the amiable old man before him, who seemed about the same age as his mother.
Qin Feiyang's father, Qin Feiyang, looked quite ordinary, even somewhat short.
However, Qin Feiyang's features closely resembled Qin Feiyang's, and between Qin Feiyang's brows, there seemed to linger a faint, extraordinary air of dominance.
What surprised Chu Qingyun, however, was that although Qin Feiyang had