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After seeing Cloud Mist Manor, Gu finally understood what it meant to be truly wealthy.
The courtyard outside the Hong Clan's Cloud Mist Manor, along with the formations depicted within, was already comparable to the combined total of all the peaks of their sect.
While the Hong Clan's vast wealth played a part, Cloud Mist Manor was also one of the residences of the Hong Clan. Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows; how much more so for a colossal entity like the Hong Clan?
Gu couldn't believe that no one could find the location of Cloud Mist Manor. Even if outsiders couldn't locate it, was it really harmonious outside the Hong Clan?
Even ordinary merchants could commit heinous acts for profit; how much more so for the Hong Clan, which monopolized wealth in Tiandong? The principle that people die for wealth and birds die for food is a truth that exists everywhere, even if it sounds somewhat extreme.
Thus, the strength of the Hong Clan was like the manor shrouded in clouds and mist before him—forever elusive and hard to discern.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Gu Young Master and Yin Senior?"
After a series of urgent knocks, a somewhat hoarse voice called out. Gu, lost in thought, snapped back to reality and opened the courtyard door. He saw a middleman dressed in yellow patterns of the Red Emperor, with Hong Ling behind him making exaggerated expressions at Gu, leaving him momentarily stunned.
That must be Mr. Hong; I've heard much about you.
Fortunately, Yin Tianheng did not speak up, sparing Gu from any awkwardness.
"Please come in," Gu Cuo said as he stepped aside to let Hong Ling's father—current head of the Hong Clan—approach Yin Tianheng. The two walked over to a jade table of unknown material. Seeing this, Han Yu quickly retrieved tea utensils from her storage ring and took out the tea leaves that Yin Tianheng had given her earlier.
The three of them were somewhat obscure, so why would the Hong Clan personally come to visit them? Bu Luo and his companions were all well-known, and this visit should have been unnecessary. They had brought along Yin Tianheng, the top student from Tiandong, and there was no longer any dispute regarding the outcome of that battle at the academy.
Ling Er had wanted to make a big splash at her wedding, and her father felt a bit guilty for not being able to help out much. Therefore, he had come in person this time, hoping to visit all of Ling Er's friends and prepared some modest gifts. He hoped that in the future, Ling Er's friends would take good care of her and not let her be bullied.
It was just an excuse; it definitely was an excuse.
Gu Xin thought to himself, "I don't deny it." He kept nodding in agreement. They had already sent gifts, so refusing them again would be against etiquette and would not give face to others. As for what was inside the gift boxes on the table, none of them really cared.
Yin felt that this was one of the reasons why the Hong Clan remained prosperous. He wondered what Mr. Hong thought about it.
The old man showed little expression; only the slight red at his temples swayed gently in the wind.
Yin Senior was a Red Person; brothers could be found everywhere beyond the seas. The Hong Clan's business thrived because they had connections everywhere. The name Sky's End Tower was built on years of experience in trade by their ancestors, encapsulating all their wisdom in those four words.
Each generation has its own blessings, and the fortune of the Hong Clan could rival the heights of the sky and the expanses of the earth. Such blessings were sought after by descendants endlessly, but achieving that was undoubtedly challenging, as Mr. Hong knew well.
Ling Er bore the surname Hong, and Yu Long also shared that surname. It was clear that their clans were related; one wouldn't put all their eggs in one basket, a principle that Yin Senior surely understood.
Taking advantage of Yin Tianheng and Hong Ling's father being engaged in conversation, Hong Ling pulled Gu Lian away to find others. Han Yu quietly poured tea on the side, having grown accustomed to such menial tasks without even realizing when it had become second nature.
Why did Mr. Hong suddenly visit? It was only his first day here; our news travels fast.
Wasn't this place where the Hong Clan resided? Besides, who invited me here? Didn't I have a sense of it?
Hong Ling glanced at Gu Yi with concern as they crossed a Ruby Jade Bridge and arrived at a misty pool nearby. At a glance, Gu could see many familiar faces.
As Hong Ling and Gu approached, the familiar crowd showed no intention of rising to greet them, except for the host, Hong Yulong, who welcomed them.
I have arrived.
How could I not come?
Gu and Hong Yulong were never ones for many words, but it was undeniable that they shared a bond. Even Gu found it strange that he considered Hong Yulong a brother for life.
That person we were thinking of, Gu, was one of the most outstanding individuals of their generation, perhaps even the strongest. Bu Luo was undoubtedly one of the fiercest competitors.
Hong Ling introduced Gu to those unfamiliar with him. The gathering by the lake consisted entirely of young talents from the third generation, none older than twenty. Even Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, was among the younger ones.
As Hong Ling introduced Gu to the strangers, Gu Hu caught sight of a girl in a sky-blue long dress. Although her age was hard to discern by the standards of cultivators, her stunning beauty was captivating and hard to look away from.
Gu felt that even if she were just a woman in his position, it would be difficult to shift his gaze from her.
A series of urgent coughs interrupted his thoughts. Hong Ling and Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, were looking at him with mischievous smiles.
That was Nangong Huan, the little princess of the Nangong Family. I already have my confidante and beauty; how could I not control my wandering eyes? I feared she might directly pull out a Pseudo-Artifact and suppress me right then and there. Hahaha!
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