Myriad City, Guiyuan family—
Ever since the Myriad Immortal Pavilion was destroyed twenty-five years ago, the Guiyuan family thrived. So the mood at the Guiyan family should have been a joyful one. Unfortunately, over the past few days, the Guiyuan family was being enveloped by a depressive mood.
In the Guiyuan family's backyard, there was a room that had black cloth and white lanterns hanging everywhere. In that room was a deeply unconscious youth in a bed.
The family patriarch, Guiyuan Potian looked at the youth with a heavy and silent expression.
"Elder Mo is still unwilling to do it?" Guiyuan Potian asked the woman beside him.
The woman's eyes were red, and it was clear that she had been weeping. She shook her head and said, "I have already implored Elder Mo countless times but he remains unmoved. He won't even agree to meet with me anymore."
