That night, Nalan Yanran took Su Zhao to the Nalan Estate.
The Nalan Family was one of the three great families of the imperial capital. Their estate covered a vast area, its gates ancient and imposing. Two stone lions stood majestically before them in the night.
Nalan Yanran stepped forward and knocked on the gate. Seeing that their young miss had returned, the servants hurriedly opened it to welcome her. When they noticed the extraordinary young man behind her, they did not dare slight him and immediately ran off to report their arrival.
Yun Yun still had many matters to attend to and had already returned to the Misty Cloud Sect.
Before long, a burly middle-aged man strode out to greet them.
His face was resolute, and his features bore some resemblance to Nalan Yanran's. He was the current head of the Nalan Family, Nalan Su.
He first glanced at his daughter, then turned his gaze to Su Zhao, sizing him up from head to toe. A flicker of surprise passed through his eyes.
He had long heard that a sixth-tier alchemy master had arrived in the imperial capital, but he had never expected him to be such a young man.
Nalan Su cupped his hands in greeting, his tone respectful and courteous. "Master Su, your presence honors the Nalan Family. I am Nalan Su. Please forgive me for failing to welcome you from afar."
Su Zhao nodded politely. "Patriarch Nalan, there is no need for such formalities. I came today because of Elder Nalan's condition. Time is of the essence, so please lead the way."
Nalan Su nodded repeatedly and turned to guide him. "Please follow me, Master Su. My father has been recuperating in the rear courtyard and has been waiting for quite some time."
After passing through