Qian Wanyu had just reached the third floor when she found Li Jing standing respectfully outside the door. She raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Why are you standing outside?"
"Young—"
Qian Wanyu signaled with her eyes that this was no place to talk. The two went downstairs again, crossed over to the teahouse, and requested a private room.
"What happened?"
"Miss Minghui went somewhere earlier. She only just returned, and she didn't look well."
Qian Wanyu turned her teacup, looking puzzled. "It's not your fault. Is the information about the Dongfang Family accurate? They...?"
"Young Tower Master, it's absolutely true. I went to verify it myself. It happened about four months ago and caused quite a panic in the town. Almost everything was burned to the ground. Nothing remained."
Qian Wanyu's expression grew complicated. Once, she had wanted to personally deal with everyone in the Dongfang Family who had bullied her. But after seeing Ninth Sister change, her own thoughts had changed as well. This outcome was completely unexpected. The Dongfang Family had lived in that town for many years without any major enemies. How could something so terrible have happened so suddenly?
Could that Death Spirit Master have been telling the truth?
At the thought of Ninth Sister learning what had happened to the Dongfang Family, Qian Wanyu's brows drew tightly together. She gripped her teacup. She absolutely could not let her find out.
"Young Tower Master, are you all right?" Li Jing asked with concern upon noticing her grim expression.
Qian Wanyu waved a hand. "Enough. This matter ends here. Has Aunt Mo still not returned?"
Li Jing shook her head.
Qian Wanyu felt something was wrong. "Let me know when you hear from Aunt Mo."
"Yes."
Perhaps because she had failed to obtain the Pill Formula that