Free Web NovelChapter 444: 444. For Four Fortunes.
"Dear, I’ll have to go meet with Zhu Huan."
"Why?"
Lin Zhaoyue’s smile disappeared instantly.
"You’re not going anywhere with her tagging along."
Her reply came without the slightest hesitation.
Standing quietly at the side, Fang Qingyue glanced at her mother before looking toward Fang Yuan.
After spending the past five years with Lin Zhaoyue, she knew exactly what this situation meant.
This was her cue to remain silent and let her father handle everything.
Without making a sound, she quietly watched Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan smiled gently, "Of course I’m not going to meet her alone."
He reached out and held Lin Zhaoyue’s hands.
"I can’t bear to be apart from you."
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Lin Zhaoyue’s eyes immediately lit up.
The coldness surrounding her vanished without a trace.
"Really."
Fang Yuan answered without the slightest hesitation.
The moment she heard his answer, Lin Zhaoyue happily threw herself into his arms.
She wrapped both arms tightly around his neck before planting several quick kisses on his cheeks.
Watching everything unfold from the side, Fang Qingyue slowly raised her thumb toward Fang Yuan.
Her eyes were filled with admiration.
As expected of Father.
He really knew how to calm Mother down.
Fang Yuan looked toward Fang Qingyue.
The young girl was still secretly giving him a thumbs-up.
He could only smile helplessly.
Some things simply could not be taught.
They could only be learned through experience.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhaoyue remained comfortably nestled in his arms.
She showed absolutely no intention of letting go anytime soon.
Instead, she happily rested her head against his chest.
"So..."
She looked up at him with an expectant smile.
"We’re going together?"
Fang Yuan nodded without hesitation.
"We’re going together."
Only then did Lin Zhaoyue finally release him.
Looking completely satisfied, she naturally slipped her hand into his.
The two walked side by side while Fang Qingyue quietly followed behind them.
Not long afterward, they arrived at a small courtyard on the outskirts of Mount Skyhowl.
Compared to the grand residences occupied by the elders, the courtyard appeared rather ordinary.
A simple bamboo fence surrounded the yard.
Several flower beds had been carefully tended.
Rows of medicinal herbs grew neatly along one side of the courtyard.
The entire place carried a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.
Before Fang Yuan could knock, the wooden door slowly opened from the inside.
A young woman dressed in plain servant robes stepped outside.
The moment she saw the three figures standing before her, she froze.
Her eyes widened with surprise.
"Fang Yuan?"
Before she could say anything else, Lin Zhaoyue stepped forward slightly.
"I’m here as well."
Only then did Zhu Huan notice her.
She immediately bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Lady Lin."
As soon as her greeting ended, her attention shifted toward Fang Qingyue.
Her eyes immediately softened.
She crouched down and gently picked the young girl into her arms.
"My goodness."
A bright smile spread across her face.
"Look at you, you’ve grown up so much already."
She lovingly planted several kisses on Fang Qingyue’s cheeks.
The young girl giggled happily without the slightest resistance.
Watching the scene, Lin Zhaoyue quietly nudged Fang Yuan with her elbow.
"Are you sure you can convince her to go back?"
There was even a trace of anticipation hidden within her voice.
Fang Yuan found her reaction rather strange.
From the look on her face, she seemed almost eager to send Zhu Huan to the higher realm.
Although he found it puzzling, he decided not to dwell on it.
Instead, he looked directly at Zhu Huan.
"Zhu Huan. We’re returning to the sect."
The smile on Zhu Huan’s face instantly froze.
She slowly lowered Fang Qingyue back onto the ground.
After remaining silent for several moments, she looked at Fang Yuan with pleading eyes.
"Can... can I stay here a little longer?"
Before Fang Yuan could answer, Lin Zhaoyue immediately spoke.
"No."
Her reply came without the slightest hesitation.
"You have to go."
At that moment, another young woman slowly walked out of the wooden house.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes as though she had only just awakened.
"Huanhuan..."
Her lazy voice drifted through the courtyard.
"Who’s at the door?"
The instant her eyes landed on the visitors, her entire body stiffened.
She froze where she stood.
Not daring to take another step forward.
Fang Yuan looked at the unfamiliar woman with curiosity.
"Who is she?"
Lin Zhaoyue smiled proudly.
"She’s the famous Pill King, Tushan. Surname Peng."
The moment Fang Yuan heard that, a rather familiar meme surfaced within his head.
I’m Peng Clan’s Young Master.
He quickly shook the thought away.
"So you’re the Pill King?"
He smiled politely and extended his hand.
"My name is Fang Yuan."
However, the moment his hand reached forward, Tushan Peng instinctively took a step backward and quickly hid behind Zhu Huan.
"Uh..."
Fang Yuan awkwardly withdrew his outstretched hand.
Lin Zhaoyue smiled faintly from beside him.
"Don’t be offended, dear."
"Our Pill King avoids men like the plague."
As she said those words, her expression became noticeably more satisfied.
She genuinely appreciated that particular trait.
However, the moment her gaze naturally shifted toward Zhu Huan, the satisfaction on her face immediately disappeared.
Instead, she looked at Zhu Huan as though she were a potential threat.
Zhu Huan paid no attention to Lin Zhaoyue’s open hostility.
After living in the Fang Family for the past five years, she had long since grown accustomed to it.
During those years, many members of the Fang Family had visited her.
Most of them came to ask questions about the Higher Realm or to learn more about the world beyond their own.
Only Peng Tushan was different.
She never came to ask about cultivation or the Higher Realm.
Instead, she simply came to chat with her, to keep her company.
As the years quietly passed, the two naturally developed their relationship beyond being just friends.
That was precisely why Lin Zhaoyue looked at Zhu Huan with such obvious hostility.
Ignoring that, Zhu Huan gently looked toward Tushan Peng before turning back to Fang Yuan.
"Can Shan’er come with us as well?"
Her voice carried a trace of hope.
"I’ll take full responsibility for her."
