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Yu Ziqing had stayed here for ten days, and there was no sign of Uncle Fu. The people here took great care of him, each more polite than the last, so Yu Ziqing didn't have much to say. When he asked about Uncle Fu, they all said he was out on business.
Recently, the civil war in the north was in full swing, making business difficult. Many supplies needed new channels, and Uncle Fu was working on that.
These people were clearly from the Gu Family and knew nothing else.
Yu Ziqing wasn't in a hurry either. The White Sun Holy Mother had just suffered two recoils, so even if she wasn't dead, she wouldn't be a threat anytime soon.
After receiving the family letter from Jinlan Mountain, Yu Ziqing wasn't so anxious.
Everything at home was well, the village chief managed things neatly, and the surrounding area was enclosed by a tightly grown locust forest. Even those cultivators who occasionally appeared in the wilderness would fly around that forbidden land.