"Young friend, could I trouble you to guide us to meet the Venerable Mo?"
The Prince Mansion steward shouted towards the courtyard, and after a moment, the scholar indeed came out.
Understanding the situation, the steward thoughtfully offered a child's plaything.
Upon receiving the toy, a hint of joy appeared on the scholar's face.
He then walked ahead to lead the way, taking everyone forward.
It's uncertain when Mo Wanshui will return, so they could only head to the eastern hillside.
They couldn't just wait here endlessly.
The urgent matters of Prince Cheng's Mansion were nearing, it was imperative to act quickly.
Under the lead of the Prince Mansion steward, the group headed east.
During the journey, Shen Han felt somewhat unsure.
This Venerable Mo often spoke in enigmatic words, sounding profound.
As if invincible, only awaiting death.
There was always a touch of loneliness revealed.
