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Old Master Meng waited for Gu Jiao outside the Imperial Advisor's Hall. With no more concerns, Gu Jiao followed the disciple to find the senior brother he mentioned.

Since someone was leading the way, Gu Jiao didn’t get to wander around the Imperial Advisor's Hall and couldn't appreciate its entirety. However, the scenery along the way was excellent, with magnificent buildings, pavilions, and water features that exuded a sense of ancient elegance and noble grandeur.

As they went deeper, the colors of the buildings grew darker, and Gu Jiao faintly sensed an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

There was also an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Are there death warriors here?" Gu Jiao asked.

The disciple glanced around and looked at Gu Jiao in surprise, "Young Master, you can sense the presence of death warriors nearby?"

"Yes." Gu Jiao nodded.

She seemed naturally sensitive to the presence of death warriors, perhaps because they shared a commonality in their lethal skills.

The death warriors in the Imperial Advisor's Hall were very powerful. They had just walked for less than thirty minutes and she had already sensed at least ten auras as strong as those of Tian Lang.

Gu Jiao suddenly felt a bit grateful for the old man's unexpected move. If she had truly been searching in secret, it would have been difficult to come and go freely under the watchful eyes of so many powerful experts.

"We've arrived."

The disciple pointed to a library and said, "Senior Brother is inside. Please allow me to report your arrival."

"Thank you." Gu Jiao said.

The disciple went inside to report, and shortly after, he came out of the library and said to Gu Jiao, "This way, Young Master. My senior brother invites you in."

Gu Jiao nodded and walked up the steps. Noticing the shoes left at the entrance, she removed her own shoes, stepping onto the spotless floor in her white socks.

Inside the library, rows of bookshelves were filled to the brim, and a rich scent of books filled the air. The loft was quiet, with about a dozen disciples from the Imperial Advisor's Hall organizing the bookshelves, yet no one made a sound.

Passing through the bookshelves, there was a wooden platform about a foot high, resembling a small open study.

A man dressed in a dark blue robe was sitting on his knees behind a low desk on the wooden platform, facing the direction of the bookshelves, engrossed in writing something.

Perhaps noticing Gu Jiao's shadow on the ground, he looked up, revealing a distinguished and handsome young face. He smiled slightly, "Are you Old Master Meng's young friend?"

Gu Jiao nodded, "Yes, my surname is Xiao."

"Please have a seat." He said, pointing to a cushion he had just placed opposite him, "Young Master Xiao, you may call me Ye Qing."

Gu Jiao sat down opposite the senior disciple Ye Qing.

Ye Qing's robe was somewhat different from those of the other Imperial Advisor's Hall disciples, indicating his distinguished status within the hall.

He exuded an ethereal and refined aura, with a smile that made one feel close, yet not too close, maintaining a perfect sense of distance.

Ye Qing put down the paper and brush he was holding, then a disciple brought a basin of water for him to wash his hands.

Although his hands were already clean, washing them before pouring tea for a guest was a matter of etiquette.

The disciple withdrew.

Ye Qing personally poured tea for Gu Jiao and then for himself. Smiling, he asked, "May I ask what brings Young Master Xiao to the Imperial Advisor's Hall?"

Gu Jiao looked at him and said, "My younger brother has a heart condition and needs surgery."

"Heart surgery?" Ye Qing pondered for a moment, "Our Imperial Advisor's Hall is indeed proficient in medicine, but such a major surgery is beyond the capability of ordinary physicians."

Gu Jiao's eyes brightened, sensing a glimmer of hope for Gu Yan's recovery, "So, your Imperial Advisor's Hall can perform such complex surgery?"

Ye Qing smiled and said, "My master can. My master's medical skills are outstanding. He once performed heart surgery on a patient."

Gu Jiao asked, "Was the surgery successful?"

Ye Qing replied, "It was successful. Unfortunately, while the heart condition was cured, the patient didn't survive an unforeseen accident afterward. Such is the unpredictability of life."

Gu Jiao said, "An accident is an accident; a surgery is a surgery."

"Young Master Xiao is absolutely right." Ye Qing nodded with a smile. "However, how did you come to know that your brother needs surgery?"

Most people wouldn't think of that.

Gu Jiao said, "I know a bit about medicine."

"I see." Ye Qing said regretfully, "Unfortunately, Young Master Xiao has come at an inconvenient time. My master is away. If you had come a few days earlier, you might have met him."

This wasn’t a major issue; she could perform the surgery herself.

Gu Jiao stated directly, "I can perform the surgery myself. Can I use your operating room?"

Perhaps because of Old Master Meng, Ye Qing was very courteous and accommodating toward Gu Jiao. He said pleasantly, "You can use any ordinary operating room, but I don’t have the key to my master’s modern operating room. We’d need to wait for his return."

Even understanding the term "modern operating room" showed that the Imperial Advisor's Hall indeed had some cross-cultural knowledge.

Gu Jiao thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Odd numbers change, even numbers do not?"

Ye Qing was dumbfounded.

"Never mind, it's nothing." Gu Jiao waved her hand, changing the subject, "When will Lord Imperial Advisor return?"

"Ah." Ye Qing snapped back to reality and said, "Before leaving, my master instructed that he would return in the shortest possible time of twenty days, and at the longest, in a month."

A month wasn’t too long; given Gu Yan’s current condition, he could wait.

This trip went far more smoothly than Gu Jiao had imagined. Not only did she enter the Imperial Advisor's Hall and confirm the existence of a modern operating room, but she also obtained permission to use it.

Gu Jiao thanked Ye Qing and was escorted out of the Imperial Advisor's Hall by a disciple.

She boarded the carriage and weighed the token in her hand, marveling, "I didn't expect the identity of the Chess Saint to be so useful."

Old Master Meng straightened his back proudly, "Humph!"

Old Master Meng: “You should treat me with more respect!”

Gu Jiao: "You should go walk the horse now."

Old Master Meng: "..."

Gu Jiao sent the coachman back to the carriage rental shop and then left the inner city with Old Master Meng.

"I still don't know your surname." Gu Jiao said.

A soul actor capable of portraying the Chess Saint of the Six States deserved a surname!

"Meng." Old Master Meng said calmly.

Gu Jiao looked at him curiously, "You also have the surname Meng."

Old Master Meng: Heh, doesn't it sound familiar? That's right, I am the Chess Saint of the Six States, Old Master Meng!

Gu Jiao added, "Oh, that's quite a coincidence."

And then, nothing more.

Old Master Meng: "..."

As the saying goes, an old horse knows the way. After leaving the inner city, Gu Jiao didn’t even need to pull the reins to make turns. The horse king took control, automatically pulling the carriage back to their small alley without stopping.

Today, their house was lively because Xiao Heng and Little Jing Kong had come.

From a distance, Gu Jiao could hear Little Jing Kong’s chattering voice, making the once quiet courtyard suddenly feel alive.

Old Master Meng’s expression stiffened.

Clearly, the trauma of being blown up like coal by the little dark kid still lingered in his mind. Hearing Little Jing Kong’s voice, Old Master Meng couldn't help but shiver.

Old Master Meng hesitated to step into the courtyard.

The horse king also didn't enter the courtyard.

In perfect sync, the man and horse turned around, with the horse king taking the initiative to pick up its own reins, handing them to Old Master Meng.

Old Master Meng grabbed the reins and swiftly went off to walk the horse.

"JiaoJiao! Yi? Grandpa! Yi? Little Eleven!"

Little Jing Kong's excited voice suddenly rang out behind Old Master Meng.

Old Master Meng's body stiffened again.

The horse king, without any hesitation, grabbed the reins back and ran off, leaving Old Master Meng alone!

Little Jing Kong ran over, lifted his head, and looked at Old Master Meng, "Grandpa! You’re all better now!"

"No, I'm not. I'm feeling dizzy." Old Master Meng said, clutching his head and showcasing his superb acting skills as he staggered into the study.

Little Jing Kong threw himself into Gu Jiao’s arms, "JiaoJiao!"

He had been playing marbles with Gu Xiaoshun in the courtyard, sweating profusely.

Gu Jiao took his hand and walked into the courtyard.

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In the suspenseful supernatural novel “Records of Mortals,” Jiang Baiyan, once a solitary and impoverished youth, finds refuge in the Shi family of Chang’an due to his extraordinary bloodline. With his clear and captivating peach blossom eyes, this seemingly innocent young man conceals a fanatical and malevolent lunatic within. Destined to succumb to darkness amidst hardship and degradation, he becomes a harbinger of chaos.

When Shi Dai suddenly transmigrates, she takes on the role of the Shi family’s young lady, the one who subjects him to countless trials, eventually leading to her demise.

The twist? She never got to finish reading the novel.

From what she knew of the plot, Jiang Baiyan was just a silent, timid, and often bullied pitiable character.

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Jiang Baiyan had never encountered someone like Shi Dai.

After he had slaughtered all the evil creatures in the garden, the blood-stained young man, exuding a murderous aura, approached her step by step, his lips curling into a malicious smile, "Scared?"

Shi Dai responded, “You’re really amazing! I applaud you until I spin like a spiral and fly around the moon three hundred times! And also——you have dimples when you smile!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

—

After seeing her at a lantern festival with another man, Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes, his fingers twirling her hair. He said in a mocking and sinister tone, "The mansion in the western suburbs...if I hide you there, no one will find you, right?"

Shi Dai replied, "Does it come with meals and lodging? Can I sleep in everyday? Oh, and your cooking is the best!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

—

Jiang Baiyan was supposed to dislike her, even hate her, but as their separation drew near, his eyes turned red and he grabbed her sleeve, pleading, "Don't abandon me, alri—”

Shi Dai responded, "Alright, alright, I’ll only have you. Mwah."

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

He hasn't finished his lines yet though…