Returning to the clan, Gu Long already had a plan in mind.
Soon, he found a courtyard.
The courtyard was filled with a faint fragrance, with a sea of plum blossoms stretching across, and several female cultivators were sweeping the snow under the trees.
"Is Gu Chan here?"
"Miss Gu Chan is cultivating in the training room."
The female cultivators replied, their gazes lingering on Gu Long with a touch of reverence and curiosity.
They were puzzled as to what had brought the Patriarch himself to visit Miss Gu Chan.
Normally, Gu Long would simply have someone summon her.
Of course, Gu Long wasn't about to tell them he was here to ask for a favor.
After dismissing the female cultivators, Gu Long soon met with Gu Chan. She wore a pale green palace robe and had a gentle, rounded face.
"Uncle, is there something important you need?" Gu Chan, unlike the other girls, was perceptive and saw right through Gu Long's intentions.
