In a deep courtyard, a stern-looking middle-aged man wore a troubled expression, his gaze occasionally falling on an orchid room as he sighed lightly.
Outside the courtyard, urgent footsteps suddenly echoed.
Soon after, a young girl hurriedly ran in.
Her little face was round and rosy, and her adorably chubby cheeks were full of joy.
"Father, I've discovered that the rumored land of the Immortal Clans indeed exists, mother can be saved!"
The middle-aged man shook his head, "Ranran, give up! Your mother is beyond cure through any medicine. Instead of causing more trouble, spend more time with her, let her peacefully live out her last two years."
The young girl's round face now showed an unusual stubbornness.
"I won't!"
Facing those determined eyes, the middle-aged man's expressionly softened despite his initial anger.
"Tell me the location, and I'll send someone to find the Immortal Clans."
The girl smiled, "Mortals can't find it, I have to go myself!"
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