After a moment of thought, Zhang Lan added, “There’s one more thing, Old Master An wants to meet with you.”
“Old Master An?”
Mo Hua’s brows furrowed, then with a flash of insight, he whispered to Zhang Lan:
“Was the evil cultivator replenishing from an An Family girl?”
Zhang Lan took in a breath of cool air, “How did you know?”
“Didn’t you slip up that day? You said it’d be difficult to explain to the An Family…”
Zhang Lan cut in, “I didn’t say that!”
Mo Hua looked at him meaningfully, giving Zhang Lan a headache.
This kind of information couldn’t be leaked…
Situ Fang noticed the two conversing in low voices and frowned, “What are you whispering about?”
Immediately, Zhang Lan said, “It’s nothing,” then gave Mo Hua a meaningful look and whispered, “I’ll treat you to another meal next time.”
Mo Hua also played along, “Uncle Zhang didn’t say anything.”
Situ Fang glanced at Mo Hua, then looked suspiciously at Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan, feeling uncomfortable under their gazes, stood up and started to pack Mo Hua’s meal.
Afterward, the two escorted Mo Hua to the An Family residence.
The An Family’s business was crafting spiritual meals, priding themselves on taste, aroma, and exquisite hospitality.
The An Family wasn’t as overbearing as the Qian Family. Their pavilions and towers favored luxurious comfort with a touch of subtle opulence, never too ostentatious.
Along the way, Mo Hua looked around curiously.
He wasn’t interested in the An Family’s decorations, only in the Formations they had set up.
From the moment he entered, he had been studying the various Formations on the doors, walls, and floors.
Some Formations were obvious and could be recognized at a glance, but for the more subtle or complex ones, he had to deduce their purpose based on the Formation Patterns and characteristics of the Spiritual Power.
Mo Hua found them fascinating, while the An Family guards accompanying him grew increasingly nervous.
They felt that Mo Hua was not so much a guest but rather someone scoping out the place.
Scouting during the day to prepare for a theft at night.
The key was that, despite his youth, Mo Hua had a clear and penetrating gaze, which seemed capable of peering through walls and wood to discern the inner workings of the Formations.
He even muttered phrases like “Solid Earth Formation,” “Gold Stone Formation,” “Flame Fire Formation”…
He had identified all the Formations used in their An Family walls, floors, and rooftops…
What kind of guest was this?
The An Family guards were inwardly lamenting.
However, since guests had arrived, they couldn’t be impolite.
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Mo Hua reached the living room.
The guards breathed a sigh of relief, saluted an Elder sitting inside the room, and respectfully withdrew.
In the finely decorated living room sat an Elder.
Mo Hua covertly studied the man. Seeing his entirely white hair and beard and rosy, dignified face that nevertheless carried a gentle expression, he surmised this must be Old Master An, the true authority of the An Family.