Chapter 107: Visiting the Door

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“That scoundrel Wu! He forged a letter in Father's name, ordering eldest sister to marry him. It’s infuriating!” Mo Caihuan said indignantly, clearly despising Wu Jianming.

“But it’s fortunate he named your eldest sister. If he had demanded that you or Fengwu marry him, I truly wouldn’t know what to do! Given your and Fengwu’s temperaments, how could you ever tolerate dealing with such a hypocrite? It’s just hard on Yuzhu; I wonder if your father will blame me when he returns?” Madam Yan sighed, speaking softly.

“Mother, why would Father blame you? Didn’t eldest sister volunteer to deal with this man Wu?” Mo Caihuan quickly tried to comfort Madam Yan.

“My child, Yuzhu had no choice but to do this for our Mo Manor and the Startled Flood Dragon Society! However, I will only allow your eldest sister to humor this imposter to a certain extent. I will never truly marry her off to him. If we can’t delay any longer, we’ll simply have to confront him and capture him!” Madam Yan’s voice grew cold on the last sentence.

After Madam Yan spoke, silence fell over the room once more. Clearly, both mother and daughter understood the implications of a confrontation.

“When will Father finally return?” Mo Caihuan asked quietly after a long pause.

“Your father said he would return in two or three years at the soonest, and five or six years at the latest,” Madam Yan replied sadly.

“But it’s been almost ten years now, and I can barely remember what Father looks like!” Mo Caihuan said slowly.

“Don’t worry! Your father is a remarkable man, skilled in many arts; nothing will happen to him! He must have been delayed by some important matter. He’ll return to Mo Manor soon,” Madam Yan said, as if trying to reassure her daughter, but also herself.

“Oh, by the way, second sister Fengwu has concocted a refreshing and beautifying spiritual medicine. She asked me to bring it to you, Mother. You can try it; I hear it works wonderfully!” To break the somber atmosphere in the room, the girl suddenly changed the subject, bringing up something else entirely.

“You child…”

The mother and daughter then fell into casual conversation, and Han Li could no longer glean any useful information.

From the mother and daughter’s conversation, Han Li gathered that Madam Yan and Doctor Mo shared a deep affection, suggesting she could be trusted. After some thought, he decided that even though the Mo Manor residents knew this Young Master Wu was an impostor, it would still be best to reveal himself and approach them. After all, the Yin poison in his body could flare up at any moment, and it was crucial to get his hands on the Warm Sun Jade first.

With this in mind, Han Li reached into his bosom and pulled out Doctor Mo’s token—a dragon-shaped ring. He then quietly walked to the window outside the room and, with a flick of his wrist, tossed the ring through the window paper into the room.

A clear “clink” sounded as the ring landed, and gasps of surprise rose from within the room.

A moment later, Madam Yan’s voice, neither humble nor arrogant, resounded from inside.

“Which esteemed expert honors our humble abode with your presence? Madam Yan apologizes for not having come out to greet you sooner, and begs your understanding!”

Han Li smiled faintly. Before he could open his mouth to reply, he heard the girl’s astonished cry.

“How strange! What was thrown in is a ring! This ring looks so familiar, it’s very similar to the one you wear, Mother!”

“Mother! Come look!” Mo Caihuan had evidently picked up the ring and handed it to Madam Yan.

“The Dragon-Marked Ring!” Madam Yan exclaimed.

Hearing that they had recognized the token, Han Li lightly knocked twice on the door and announced clearly, “Disciple Han Li, on Master Mo’s orders, has come to pay respects to my Senior Madam!”

After hearing Han Li’s words, silence immediately fell over the room! Clearly, his statement had plunged those inside into momentary shock.

“Come in,” Madam Yan’s voice finally came from within, after a considerable pause.

Only then did Han Li gently push open the door and step inside.

Upon entering, Han Li saw a beautiful woman in her early thirties sitting on a wooden chair. Behind her stood a delicate, beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen. The girl’s appearance bore a striking resemblance, seventy to eighty percent, to the beautiful woman, indicating a close blood relationship.

At that moment, the beautiful Madam Yan was toying with the dragon-shaped ring he had just thrown in. Her expression was calm and showed no unusual reaction in front of Han Li.

Meanwhile, the girl standing behind, Mo Caihuan, blinked her dark eyes, curiously scrutinizing Han Li. A slight upward curve played on her lips, a half-smile, and her entire demeanor exuded an impish, mischievous charm.

After observing them, Han Li stepped forward and bowed to Madam Yan.

“Greetings, Fourth Senior Madam!”

Surprise flickered in Madam Yan’s eyes; Han Li’s unremarkable appearance was quite unexpected.

However, she did not immediately respond to Han Li’s greeting. Instead, she raised her left hand, revealing another dragon-marked ring on her finger.

Madam Yan gently pressed Han Li’s ring against the one on her own hand. The dragon patterns on both rings aligned perfectly, fitting together flawlessly without the slightest gap.

“Indeed, the token is genuine! But do you have a personal letter from my husband with you?” Madam Yan then finally showed a slight smile, asking gently.

Without a word, Han Li took out the letter he had prepared beforehand and presented it with both hands to Madam Yan.

Seeing Han Li’s respectful demeanor, Madam Yan nodded with satisfaction before taking the letter and unfolding it to read carefully.

Han Li stepped aside and subtly observed his Senior Madam’s expression, hoping to discern her changing attitude towards him, her visiting disciple and future son-in-law.

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