The elders darkened their faces, but Yu Qingge was almost floating with triumph: "How about that? Iâm still the best, right? You guys should stop competing, itâs embarrassing."
"Is that how you talk to your grandpa?" Tang Wanqian glared.
"Canât we speak the truth?" Yu Qingge glared back, "Honestly, at your age, if you lose, you lose. Just admit it, itâs shameful."
"This girl..." Tang Wanqian wanted to get angry, but ended up chuckling at his granddaughterâs remark.
"Qingge girl, I admit defeat." Nian Qianqian suddenly laughed and patted Yu Qinggeâs cheek, "Youâre better than your grandpa."
"Haha." Tang Wanqian laughed, "This is called the student surpassing the master."
"Itâs getting late, letâs all have a meal together," Fa Qingyang suggested, knowing that even if invited, these people wouldnât visit the estate, so it would be better to invite everyone to a meal.
Gu Qingheng didnât refuse, so everyone went to Meiwei Restaurant.
The onlookers also dispersed, but two people exchanged glances; one followed the group while the other quickly left.
The food at Meiwei Restaurant was indeed delicious, and everyone left satisfied.
Although Fa Qingyang was extremely curious, he didnât ask about the identities of the elders, though he roughly guessed some, especially since it seemed Dao Xuzi, whom Yang Ruxin kept calling master, was indeed that person, so he was very excited.
"Donât you think Fa Qingyang was a bit overly enthusiastic?" Back at the inn, Yang Ruxin finally spoke up, "Even knowing masterâs identity, thereâs no need to be that excited, right?"
"He really wants to ask master for help, but unfortunately, heâs visited Yunmen Mountain several times and never saw him," Gu Qingheng laughed, "Nothing escapes your notice."
"Did you agree to it?" Yang Ruxin raised an eyebrow slightly. During the meal, Gu Qingheng went out to the restroom, and Fa Qingyang followed him.
"No," Gu Qingheng shook his head, "I just said I could pass on the message. Whether Senior Dao Xuzi agrees depends on his decision."
Yang Ruxin nodded, "Master doesnât want to step into the martial world, nor get involved in its affairs, to avoid trouble. We canât decide for him."
Gu Qingheng nodded.
"But what is it that Fa Qingyang is seeking medical help for?" Yang Ruxin was still very curious about that.
"Thatâs a long story," Gu Qingheng sighed, "Fa Qingyangâs father was injured by an enemy and poisoned. However, Fa Qingyangâs mother used her inner strength to transfer the poison from her husbandâs body to her own. But at that time, she didnât know she was pregnant, and by a twist of fate, the fetus absorbed a lot of the poison, resulting in the loss of the child. Though she didnât die, she fell into a coma. Fa Qingyang was only five then..."
Yang Ruxin frowned.
"His father encased her in a crystal coffin, hoping to find a way to revive her one day..."
"Havenât they sought out the Cloud Sect all these years?"
"After his beloved wife fell into a coma, the old master was in poor health. When Fa Qingyang was young, he hoped his son would grow older before seeking help. But his health never improved, and he couldnât travel far. Later, when Fa Qingyang grew up and took over the estate four years ago, he sent people to inquire everywhere but couldnât locate Senior Dao Xuzi."