Second update,

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"What's wrong?"

Luo Youheng expressed doubt at his daughter's reaction, looking quite surprised, yet there was a flicker of unusual light in his eyes.

"It's nothing..."

Luo Xi had a bitter smile on her face as she shook her head helplessly. Then, squeezing out a smile, she quickly approached Cai Qing. The two girls, finding it easier to talk, immediately held hands and walked aside to chat.

Of course, she couldn't help but throw a fierce glare at Qin Fang.

If that glare could turn into a flying dagger, Qin Fang would have already been fatally struck by her.

Similarly, Luo Xi's true nature made Qin Fang feel ashamed, but he couldn't escape Luo Youheng's observant eyes, causing the glint in his eyes to shine even brighter.

Qin Fang was Cai Pingyuan's closed-door disciple, and Luo Youheng was a disciple of Old Master Wu. Master Cai and Old Master Wu were of the same generation, so they were considered peers as well. Therefore, Luo Youheng addressing Qin Fang in that manner wasn't an issue.

However, this consequently put Luo Xi in an awkward position.

Being the daughter of Luo Youheng, it effectively elevated Qin Fang a generation above her, which naturally wouldn't sit well with her!

Yet, the arrival of Cai Qing did take Luo Xi by surprise. The two had known each other as children, but after nearly twenty years apart, they certainly wouldn't recognize each other.

They had met the night before, but since Luo Xi wasn't responsible for Cai Qing's statement, and she hadn't even looked at it, she hadn't recognized her yet.

Now, the two girls who hadn't seen each other for so many years were together, chatting and laughing happily, while Qin Fang was left on the side.

"These young ladies always enjoy gathering together. Don't try to join in their fun, come on, please inside!"

Luo Xi's father, Luo Youheng, seemed particularly courteous as he invited Qin Fang into the Wu Family's residence, introducing him to some fellow disciples along the way.

The relationship between the Wu Family and the Cai Family was quite good, even the younger generation of disciples were close. Although Qin Fang was young, the fact that Cai Pingyuan took him along showed the level of importance he was granted, so no one looked down on him.

As Qin Fang was enjoying the attention of many masters, he also felt a great deal of pressure.

There was no helping it; nearly all of Luo Youheng's fellow disciples were Level 5 masters, and those of Level 4 didn't even qualify to come to this house.

As for those above Level 6, there were only three in total: Old Master Wu's two sons, Wu Ming and Wu Hai, and a Senior Brother Chen who had gone abroad.

The one who had greeted Cai Pingyuan at the door was Wu Ming, the head of the Wu Family.

"Brother Luo, I heard from Master and Brother Wu just now that it seems Old Master Wu..."

After getting a bit more familiar with Luo Youheng, Qin Fang brought up the question that had been on his mind for a long time. In fact, he had been pondering it for quite a while.

On the journey here, Cai Pingyuan hadn't carried anything except for that brocade box, as if it contained something very important, incomparable even to the prized liquor stored in the car's trunk.

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In Old Master Wu's room,

On an ancient rosewood bed that had been there for many years, a withered old man with hardly any flesh on his bones lay quietly, his body emanating only faint wisps of life.

His injuries were very severe, his life hanging by a thread, and he could fail at any time.

Cai Pingyuan stood in front of the bed, looking at his grievously injured old friend, his eyes reddened, saddened by his friend's tragic situation.

Their relationship was forged through life and death experiences; as young men, they had been on the battlefield together, taking knives and bullets for each other.

Yet, decades later, Cai Pingyuan, the weaker in strength, remained robust, while the more powerful Wu Mingyuan had become what he was now.

"What did Elder Ma say?"

After a long silence, Cai Pingyuan gently wiped away his tears and looked at Wu Ming, inquiring.

"The situation is not optimistic... Elder Ma said that if my father were willing to go to the hospital for treatment, there might still be a glimmer of hope, that his life could be extended by a few years, but..."

Wu Ming's eyes were also red, and as he spoke, tears involuntarily streamed down his face, for he respected his father more than anyone else in his lifetime.

Unexpectedly, the once powerful and dominant figure had reached such a state in his old age.

Most importantly, Grand Elder Wu was a very traditional old man, only believing in what their ancestors had passed down, and was not fond of the Western ways.

He preferred living a simple, humble life in the mountains and seldom came down. As for Western medicine, he paid it no mind; only Elder Ma, a master of Chinese medicine, had ever come to treat him.

However, Grand Elder Wu's injuries were severe, and with Elder Ma's abilities, he could not heal him. The critical issue was that Grand Elder Wu's martial strength was too profound; even though Elder Ma was a Medical Grandmaster, he was barely a master in the Martial Way and could not regulate the chaotic and agitated Inner Breath within Grand Elder Wu's body.

"Have you found out who the assailant is?"

Cai Pingyuan nodded lightly, knowing Grand Elder Wu's temperament intimately, wishing he could help but unable to turn the tide. He immediately followed up with this question.

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