Hán Lì listened to Qín Yán’s words and, though he feigned surprise, felt certain—indeed, another young lady likely deeply affected by the poison of tales like *The Tale of the Chaste and Heroic Maiden*. Upon hearing that the cousin lady was coming, the young gentlemen in the hall immediately brightened, whispering excitedly among themselves, their eyes filled with anticipation. This made Hán Lì slightly taken aback at first, but soon he realized with clarity that this cousin lady must surely be as beautiful as a blooming flower. As he was pondering this, two attendants—first a young maid and then a plain-dressed young woman in her twenties—entered from the outer hall. Though the woman had a delicate, refined appearance, exceptionally composed and quiet, she exuded an undeniable warmth and charm that could not be described. Her graceful, tender presence stirred within most of the men in the hall a strong desire to embrace her and cherish her deeply. As for the younger, more inexperienced gentlemen, they were utterly spellbound, their eyes wide open, gazing at her with rapt attention. It seems that all the Qin family sons have been enchanted by this cousin lady for a long time! However, when Han Li clearly saw the woman's face, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes. That air of dazed simplicity suddenly vanished. Fortunately, within a moment, Han Li quickly steadied himself and regained his original composure. This transformation had occurred entirely in an instant—everyone's attention was focused on the newly arrived young wife, so otherwise Han Li might have been exposed. Yet within his heart, waves of emotion surged and rippled continuously. Though the woman's appearance had matured somewhat, now carrying a touch of a young wife's grace, Han Li immediately recognized her from the lively sparkle in her eyes and her delicate oval face. This so-called cousin lady was none other than the second daughter of the Mo family—the graceful young woman who had once been only briefly acquainted with him, the one who had always been passionate about medical studies—Mo Fengwu. Mo Feng Wu stepped inside the room and immediately blushed, lowering her head automatically—without even noticing the young man seated just below Qin Yan. Qin Yan was deeply disappointed by the immaturity of these young attendants. "Thank you, uncles," Mu Fengwu still didn't raise her head, maintaining her humble, respectful posture. "Ah!" Qin Yan sighed lightly at this. He had always been used to his niece's consistent compliance—agreeing every time, yet still doing the same thing upon returning home—so he found himself quite helpless. But then he remembered the matter at hand and pointed to Han Li, introducing him to Mu Fengwu: "Peng'er, allow me to introduce you to Han Li, my cousin's nephew. He is the descendant of a senior relative who has rendered great service to your uncle. Please meet him. From now on, you may call him 'Senior Brother'." Han Li was fully attentive to Mu Fengwu's every movement. When she heard the name "Han Li," her body subtly trembled—immediately giving him a clear sense of what to expect. After a while, Mu Fengwu finally slowly lifted her head, revealing her lovely, graceful face. At that moment, her striking beauty was utterly serene. With a gentle touch of her pink lips, she emitted a soft, clear voice: "Good morning, Senior Brother." Mo Feng Wu seemed as if she truly didn't remember Han Li at all. As for Han Li, upon hearing her greeting, he appeared utterly stunned by her close beauty, stammering for a while before finally managing to utter the words, "Good evening, Miss." This caused the young men and women nearby to quietly chuckle at the scene. Qin Yan coldly surveyed the room, and immediately, the atmosphere grew still. Han Li remained dumbfounded, fidgeting with his head, looking completely at a loss. The rest of the proceedings were then straightforward. In front of all the family members, Qin Yan calmly announced that, starting today, Han Li would be staying at the Qin household for some time, during which he would be recognized as one of the junior masters of the estate—no one was to show him any disrespect, or else severe penalties would follow. As soon as these words were spoken, every member of the Qin household began to regard Han Li with a new, curious gaze. It was no longer just the third consort who was speculating about the true nature of Han Li's relationship with Qin Yan. …At night, Han Li lay on his bed in the bedroom without falling asleep, gazing straight at the ceiling, as though lost in thought. "Knock, knock!" Two soft knocks came from outside. Since Han Li had already been awake, a faint, enigmatic smile played at the corner of his mouth. Without haste, he rose and opened the door. Then this woman sat down at the table without hesitation, gazing at Han Li with an expressionless demeanor. Han Li sighed. Aside from her appearance, he found it difficult to reconcile this cold, captivating young woman with the gentle, medical-loving girl he had once known. Clearly, Mu Fengwu must have undergone many changes over the years—otherwise, she would not have become so unfamiliar to him. "Should I call you Han Shizi, or Han Shixiong?" Mu Fengwu's eyes flickered with a slightly uncertain expression before she spoke, her voice a bit hoarse. "Just call me Han Li, Madam Fengwu," Han Li said, composing himself. Upon hearing this, a subtle sense of disappointment crossed Mu Fengwu's face, but it soon softened as she added, "I don't know why Master Han, as a cultivator, has come to Qin's residence, nor do I wish to inquire into the secrets within." "I simply come here to ask you, on the grounds of our former master-student relationship between my father and yourself, to help Feng Wu eliminate a rival." After saying this, Mo Fengwu could no longer maintain her composure, her expression tense as she gazed at Han Li, fearing he might immediately refuse. Han Li's demeanor remained steady—neither immediately declining nor promptly agreeing. Instead, he picked up the freshly poured pot of fragrant tea on the table, silently poured a cup for Mo Fengwu, and then slowly spoke a sentence that startled her. "Are you planning to have me kill the master of Wu-Si Gate?" After sitting across from her, Han Li spoke calmly and steadily, his gaze unwavering on her surprised face. Mo Fengwu's surprise quickly faded. She glanced at Han Li with a somewhat puzzled expression, and after a while, said with a touch of bitterness, "It seems that Han Zhi has already learned of the affairs within the Mo family. Indeed, nothing escapes the keen ears of the cultivators!" "Although the words 'Mò Fèng Wǔ' were spoken softly, Han Li still sensed a subtle resentment beneath them—one directed squarely at him! After a brief thought, Han Li understood why the woman felt this way. With a gentle smile, he began to explain: 'It seems Miss Fèng Wǔ has misunderstood. Regardless of how I may speak, I have always maintained a certain connection with the Mò family. If I truly knew of such great misfortune befalling the Mò household, I would certainly ensure that all my senior sisters—my esteemed senior sisters—could safely retire and enjoy their later years. I am confident I can achieve that.' When he finished, his expression had become deeply sincere. He wasn't afraid of Miss Fèng Wǔ holding a grudge against him; rather, he simply wouldn't willingly bear a burden of blame that had no clear cause. Upon hearing Han Li's words, Miss Fèng Wǔ only nodded once, her expression returning to its usual coldness. Whether or not she truly believed his explanation remained uncertain. Han Li frowned upon seeing this, hesitated a moment, and then finally decided to reveal the truth to the other party. Originally, because the incident was tied to the immortal realm, he had not intended to share it. "Actually, the details of what happened at the Mo Mansion were told to me by the young lady, Cai Huan. She was accompanied by the Fourth Matron." "What? You mean both Cai Huan and the Fourth Matron are still alive!" Mo Fengwu was so astonished that she couldn't contain her excitement, her pale face even flushing with vibrant red. "Of course they are. They currently reside in a very secluded location, and their living conditions are quite good," Han Li said softly. In fact, after he had escaped from Yan Ling Castle, he had entrusted someone to inquire about the condition of ordinary people following the Yan family's abandonment of the castle. To his surprise, it turned out that the entire castle had been deserted, with the common folk having fled during the chaos. The Mo family—Cai Huan and her daughter—had vanished without a trace. (By the end of the month, if everyone finds the book still enjoyable, please give a few ratings!)