Before Hen Cheng had arranged to go out with Fan Siguo today, he had told Wu Mei that if he hadn't returned by the afternoon, she should find a way to contact Jiangli.
Wu Mei remembered her husband's words and had been anxiously waiting for news.
She had thought Fan Siguo would return soon.
But, after waiting the entire day, there was no sign of Fan Siguo.
Wu Mei's fear grew stronger with time.
Following the address she found online, she made her way to Jiaoyang Temple.
"I really don't know what to do, no one answers the phone... Abbot, where could my husband be now?" Wu Mei was so anxious, she was on the verge of crying.
Jiangli thought back on Fan Siguo's birthdate and time, his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"He's still alive."
Upon hearing this, Wu Mei was overjoyed, "Really...?"
She hadn't even finished the word 'really'.
Jiangli spoke again, "But his Lifefire is weak, on the brink of death."
