The old blind man rose in greeting. “Might I ask your name?”

“Cui Chang’an. I was once acquainted with your master, Five Burials, and my father and your grand-master are friends.”

The old blind man had a sudden realization, and his expression was instantly solemn. “Yun Zhijiu greets you, Senior.”

Yun Zhijiu.

That was the old blind man’s real name.

Cui Chang’an laughed. “You needn’t be so polite. I heard about what happened to your master. Since you’ve come to the Cui Family, please make yourself at home for the time being. Once Un-... Once, er, Young Lord Su and I have finished our discussion, I’ll arrange for you to visit the Tree of Ten Thousand Daos.”

The old blind man instantly understood that the family head wanted privacy, so he considerately took his leave. 

Soon, only Su Yi and Cui Chang’an remained in Pinebreeze Pavilion.

The leader of the Cui Family first activated the pavilion’s formation, preventing anyone outside from disturbing them.

Then, he took a deep breath, faced Su Yi, who was still drinking tea, and bowed with the utmost respect. “Your nephew, Cui Chang’an, greets you, Uncle...