After thinking it over, he contacted Xia Qiuer and asked her to meet him.
Before long, Xia Qiuer, who was in the Imperial Court, hurried over. Her figure was graceful and her temperament gentle. "Young Master Wu Yun, were you looking for me?"
When Xia Qiuer saw Hua Yunfei, she was very calm, as though she were meeting an ordinary fellow cultivator, without any intense emotional fluctuations.
Hearing this, Hua Yunfei nodded.
"Is something the matter?" Xia Qiuer asked.
Hua Yunfei did not answer.
Because he himself did not know why he had called Xia Qiuer out. He had simply done so as if possessed by ghosts and led by spirits.
Xia Qiuer watched the silent Hua Yunfei. After observing him carefully for a moment, her gaze shifted, and she softly said, "Young Master Wu Yun seems to be somewhat different?"
Hua Yunfei subconsciously asked, "What is different?"
Xia Qiuer said, "You seem somewhat lost, anxious at heart. Is something troubling you?"
Hua Yunfei was surprised. He had concealed it very well this time, yet Xia Qiuer could still see through him?
"Young Master Wu Yun seems to have underestimated my Path of Mortals," Xia Qiuer continued, seeming to know what Hua Yunfei was thinking.
"There is indeed something troubling me."
Hua Yunfei nodded and let out a sigh.
Xia Qiuer looked at Hua Yunfei in silence for a moment before saying, "What troubles you is not a worry, Young Master Wu Yun. It is self-reproach."
Hua Yunfei did not understand. "Self-reproach? That can't be right. I clearly..."
Xia Qiuer shook her head and said with certainty, "It is self-reproach. You reproach yourself for falling into anxiety because of your own thoughts, for being unable to break free from their control for so long, and for listening to the slanderous