Han Li certainly did not hear the conversation between the blue-robed and yellow-robed figures. He was still rejoicing at having narrowly escaped, though he was somewhat annoyed at having overlooked the blue-robed man. Yet, given the vast disparity in their strengths, Han Li felt a profound sense of relief and lightness, as though he had soared to new heights—his entire being now relaxed and at ease. The disturbance caused by the blue-robed man had disrupted his calm, and his once serene composure was now gone. He sighed, rose to his feet, and prepared to check out of the inn. At that moment, a faint, distant sound of horse hooves suddenly reached him from the street outside, growing steadily clearer and more distinct as it approached. Han Li perked up, then sat back down, his gaze once again fixed upon the street. According to Sun Er-gou's report, this sound indicated that Lady Mo Yu-zhu, the eldest daughter of the Mo family, had just returned from outside the city. It was said that Lady Mo had always been indifferent to domestic arts, preferring instead to wield her sword and practice martial skills, and had learned a solid set of abilities from the elite fighters of Jingjiao Hall. What struck one most was that Miss Mo, of the Mo family, showed a particularly strong passion for hunting—an activity traditionally considered a man's pursuit—and regularly rode out to the forest outside the city every few days. As a result, numerous young gentlemen who had taken an interest in her found themselves daily trailing behind, driving hawks and dogs in pursuit, hoping to gain her favor by being close at hand. Naturally, when Lord Wu arrived, he too joined this lively scene. Upon hearing these developments, Han Li grew deeply curious about Miss Mo Yu Zhu. Such a spirited young woman was indeed rare, and he hoped she would not disappoint him. Now, a group of about fifteen riders, each mounted on a fine horse, is rushing toward the city from one end of the street. Leading the group are a man and a woman: the man is a handsome young man with a straight, elegant face and a tall, graceful build, while the woman wears a bright red hunting outfit and a purple cloak, her delicate features barely visible. In an instant, these horse-riding figures passed by the entrance of Xiang household's wine hall, dashed past Han Li's view, and finally halted at the gate of Mo's estate. The two strong men who had been stationed on either side immediately stepped forward, one of whom, covered in spots on his face, approached respectfully and greeted the leading couple with, "Madam, Mr. Wu—how was your day's journey?" "Quite good! Tang Er, take the horses and handle these wild game dishes," the woman in hunting attire said briskly, then removed her cloak from her head to reveal a striking, vibrant face, and gracefully dismounted from her horse. "Yes, Madam!" The man named Tang Er, clearly unable to meet the woman's gaze, quickly took the reins and hurried toward the side gate of the courtyard. Though a little distance from the main gates of Mo Fu, Han Li still caught a clear view of the young woman's face from the side, and could not help taking a deep breath. The snow-soft skin, the delicate and straight nose, the dark, bright eyes, and the rosy, alluring lips—she truly was a woman who could make fish fall from the water and lotus flowers close their petals. "This must be Mo Yu Zhu! It's no wonder she has captured the hearts of so many young gentlemen throughout Jia Yuan City. Her beauty is truly national and celestial—this is the perfect description." Han Li thought to himself. At that moment, the handsome young man and the others behind him also dismounted, with several of them leading their horses over. The young man smiled warmly and spoke softly to Mo Yu Zhu, who blushed deeply, lightly tapped his shoulder a few times, glanced shyly at the young man, then stamped her foot and hurried inside. After a light chuckle, the young man himself walked in with graceful poise. "This person is Wu Jianming? Indeed, he knows how to charm women, and his appearance is quite good too!" Han Li thought with a touch of bitterness, fully aware that in terms of looks, he probably couldn't even come close to Wu. "Moreover, it seems that the black jade bead has formed a particularly strong connection with this young Wu gentleman—clearly a deep bond!" He furrowed his brow, sensing that the situation might not be as favorable as he had initially thought. "Regardless of what happens, the warm-sun jade bead must be secured, and done as soon as possible. After all, the poison affecting his body is serious—perhaps it will erupt prematurely!" Han Li appeared deeply concerned. After taking one last, thorough look at the Mo family estate, he called for the waiter, settled the bill, and left the inn, returning to his lodging. After careful consideration, Han Li ultimately decided on the most straightforward and effective approach—he would simply go straight for what he needed. He intended to visit Lady Yan, the host of the Jinkjiao Gathering, secretly at night, and then, using the token previously left for him by Doctor Mo, directly expose the impostor who had gained the trust of the Mo family. As for how to obtain the jade pendant, he would have to act according to the circumstances. Once his plan was settled, Han Li no longer hesitated, simply closing his eyes and meditating calmly in the room, preparing for his evening actions. However, during this time, Lady Mo Yuzhu's striking beauty kept appearing in his mind, no matter how hard he tried to push it away. "Could it be that he has developed a liking for this woman?" Han Li thought to himself, somewhat awkwardly. Yet soon after, he comforted himself: "It's quite natural to be drawn to a woman so beautiful; it doesn't necessarily mean he has fallen in love with her." Though Han Li had only taken a tentative step into the realm of cultivation, and remained entirely inexperienced in matters of romance, he still instinctively avoided any involvement in romantic affairs. At the third hour of midnight, Han Li donned a set of black robes and quietly slipped out of the inn. He glided past the rooftops of other rooms, undisturbed and unobserved, evading the night watchmen, and reached the outer courtyard of Mo's estate. After circling the compound once, he smiled lightly and dissolved into a thin vapor, entering the rear courtyard of Mo's mansion without a single alert being raised among the guards.