113 Lin Qing’s Whereabouts (2/2)

The fort clearly had defense systems. Any unidentified airplane entering the airspace without authorization would be attacked.

”This is the Gu Clan Fort. It has 170 years of history. How is it? Isn't it majestic?” Gu Jingman jumped off the airplane. She looked proudly at Mo Wen, asking.

The Gu Clan Fort had developed in the vicinity of the Yuntai Mountain for around two hundred years. Since the Qing Dynasty, they had established themselves here. After many years of operation, needless to say, they had a rich heritage here.

Being rich for three generations would make the clan famous. Clans like the Gu Clan Fort, which had more than two hundred years of history, were famous among the famous. Gu Jingman's natural air of extravagance was deeply tied with her family background.

”Young miss, you have returned. The elder was looking for you. He asked you to go see him.”

As soon as they got off the airplane, a middle-aged man that looked like a butler came forward, bowing slightly.

”Grandfather wants to see me?”

A glint of confusion flashed past Gu Jingman's eyes. Yesterday, her grandfather had been seriously injured, so he should be in seclusion healing himself. Why would he come out of seclusion to find her?

”I'll head over right away.” Gu Jingman nodded slightly, turning her head to Mo Wen saying, ”Little brother, follow me to see my grandfather. He would be very happy knowing that you are here to help.”

”Let's go.” Mo Wen nodded his head slightly. Since he promised Gu Jingman, naturally he would follow her arrangements. If he could help, he would help. If he couldn't, would he run? He estimated that, of the Zhou and Tang clans, there was no one that would make him run.

Following behind Gu Jingman, they walked deep into the Gu Clan Fort. The Gu Clan Fort was surely imposing. Along the way, they saw butlers and servants everywhere, many of which had martial art foundations.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, entered a quaint pavilion. Gu Jingman knocked on the door twice, then proceeded to stand straight with her hands by her side.

”Is it Little Man'er? Come in.” An old voice sounded from inside, and the doors opened by themselves.

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows. A nice suction technique. This Gu Clan Fort elder had some skill. He most likely wasn't your average beginning stage Qi Nucleation realm ancient martial art practitioner. He was probably close to the intermediate stage Qi Nucleation realm.

The room they were in was empty, with hardly any furniture or decorations. At first glance, it gave off a very dull feeling.

However, the space was large. Several pillars with dragons carved in them stood erect. It seemed to be a large hall, and had an air of grandeur to it.

Inside, an old man was sitting cross-legged on a futon. His hair was white and his face was old, revealing his age. However, the old man sitting there gave off an invisible pressure, that made people unconsciously stern up.

”Grandfather, why aren't you healing yourself in seclusion? What do you need from me?” Gu Jingman ignored the authority given off by the old man. She affectionately approached the old man's side and sat down.

”Little Man'er, you brought a guest home. Won't you introduce him to your grandfather?” Looking at Mo Wen that followed behind Gu Jingman, the old man's eyes flashed a glint of surprise. Little Man'er rarely brought home guests, and this was a young, handsome youth.

”Him? He's the guy I told you about. The thick-skinned little brother, that acknowledges me as an older sister.” Gu Jingman gave Mo Wen a side glance, grinning as she said.