At this point, Wei Yiyuan’s hearty face actually showed a trace of fear.
"My father had his tumor removed three times. After the fourth time, we thought about leaving it alone. Unexpectedly, within less than two months, the tumor grew to twenty kilograms, almost crushing my father’s shoulder. The most eerie part was, human features like eyes, nose, and mouth faintly appeared on the tumor..."
"Big brother, stop it."
Wei Shuqi suddenly said, staring coldly at Wei Yiyuan with a hint of panic in her eyes.
"This doesn’t seem like an illness? It should be some sort of curse..."
Qi Liuyan said softly, her eyes flashing with a strange light.
No wonder Wei Shuqi was terrified.
This girl’s father clearly wasn’t just poisoned; he must have angered some powerful figure, who used a curse to destroy his body functions, leading his nerves to misidentify his limbs, disrupting his normal distribution of nutrients.
Wei Shuqi probably guessed something, and besides being terrified, didn’t want the news to get out.
"Mr. Lin, Ms. Qi, I’ve been talking about myself, but I still don’t know where you are from and who you are seeking medicine for?"
Wei Yiyuan suddenly smiled, a hint of seriousness passing through his eyes.
He was a hearty person who didn’t pay attention to trivial matters, but that didn’t mean he was a fool.
His sister reminded him, and he immediately understood her concern.
His father’s illness was likely caused by a mysterious foe.
Although they were traveling with Lin Beichen, they met by chance. What if he had ulterior motives?
"I come from the Imperial Capital, heading to the Medicine Immortal Pavilion to collect some things."
Lin Beichen said indifferently.
Collect some things? What kind of things?
Wei Yiyuan stared blankly at Lin Beichen, feeling that he was extraordinarily calm.
Given Medicine Immortal Pavilion’s status, Lin Beichen’s words seemed overly casual, almost arrogant.
"The Imperial Capital is the heart of our Dragon Country, also the gathering place of talents and Dragon Veins. Speaking of the Imperial Capital, I haven’t been there for many years, but I have a brother surnamed Zhang who does international fur trade."
Wei Yiyuan laughed casually, as if introducing himself or testing the waters.
"Zhang’s Fur, top-tier internationally, many big stars and celebrity products at banquets, very sought-after."
Lin Beichen said.
Upon hearing this, Wei Yiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stood up to apologize.
"Brother Lin, don’t blame me for suddenly testing you. My father’s illness is at a critical point. If I’m not cautious, my father might not survive until I return home."
Wei Yiyuan said earnestly.
The Zhang boss he mentioned was famous in the international fur industry but had a unique trait of only doing business in the Imperial Capital, never stepping out of it.
This led to a strange situation: even though Zhang’s fur enjoyed international fame and praise from many elites, there were no direct Zhang’s stores outside the Imperial Capital.
Other cities tried to ride on Zhang’s fame, but most did it discreetly, not daring to advertise openly.
If you weren’t a local of the Imperial Capital, you wouldn’t know about this unless you were in the fur industry.
But how likely was that?
It was a casual mention, no prior arrangement with anyone.
Clearing up misunderstandings, Wei Yiyuan became even more enthusiastic.
He talked about everything with great humor, taking care to consider his listeners’ feelings, making everyone feel included.
In contrast, Wei Shuqi appeared more aloof, her suspicion and arrogance making her slightly off-putting.
A passionate brother, an icy-cold sister, both from the same family, showing that even with the same upbringing, personalities could differ.
One’s inherent nature is determined at birth, hard to change.
Wei Yiyuan showed leadership in all aspects, clearly groomed as the family’s hope.
Since his Enlightenment, Lin Beichen had met many wealthy young men.
Whether Ouyang Feihong, Bai Yunfei, or Zhao Wuxing, few could compare to Wei Yiyuan.
Though Wei Shuqi had a disagreeable personality, she had reasons to be proud.
A wealthy lineage, a splendid figure, and captivating features.
Wei Shuqi barely qualified as a lady from an esteemed family, but compared to truly stunning women, she fell short.
In an ordinary family, she’d be remarkable, but next to Wei Yiyuan, she dimmed in comparison.
At home, her care likely didn’t match half of Wei Yiyuan’s.
If she maintained her princess attitude, she’d either be used for marriage alliances or treated as a decoration.
In good times, she’d shine, but if Wei Yiyuan stopped caring, she’d drift away like a dandelion in the wind.
"Mr. Lin, since we are all heading to the Medicine Immortal Pavilion, how about we travel together?"
After dinner, Wei Yiyuan extended an invitation.
Qi Liuyan was very tempted.
During this journey, she either faced Lin Beichen’s mockery or the intimidating presence of a stoic figure.
Near Lin Beichen, she didn’t dare breathe loudly.
Now, with an excellent man appearing, she naturally wanted to connect with him.
Wei Shuqi frowned.
Lin Beichen remained expressionless, nodding.
He neither agreed nor objected to the invitation, possibly not caring at all.
The two convoys traveled side by side, with Lin Beichen’s car still leading, followed by luxury cars.
They traversed through mountain roads.
When they reached the town at the foot of Medicine Immortal Pavilion’s mountain, it was nearly midnight.
There was a scenic spot at the mountain’s foot.
During dinner, Wei Yiyuan had arranged everything, and upon arrival, he immediately swiped his card, covering everyone’s room expenses.
He took care of everything on the journey, was thoughtful, and even paid for the lodging.
Every detail showed his carefulness, making people feel close to him.
The night passed without incident.
Though they reached the foot of Medicine Immortal Pavilion’s mountain, finding its gate was not easy.
Hidden deep in the mountains, even as a famous historical site, not many tourists knew the pavilion’s location.
Wei Yiyuan visited a dozen local travel agencies, but few knew of Medicine Immortal Pavilion.
Despite the proximity, not many knew about it, yet Wei Yiyuan found a few people with high rewards.
Three young men and one elder.
The young men spoke endlessly about the pavilion, full of theories.
But their words were mostly borrowed, lacking key insights.
The elder, though, was concise and direct.
"I know the location of Medicine Immortal Pavilion."
Ignoring the young men’s anger, the elder spoke calmly.
Hearing this, the young men’s faces changed, and they tried to beat the elder. But Wei Yiyuan didn’t tolerate it, ordering his bodyguards to beat and drive them away.
The elder watched the young men’s misery and said lightly:
"Most people come here for the scenery and tranquility, but you wealthy folks come seeking benefits.
Greed creates survival space for these men, while we true knowers often go unnoticed.
The elder seemed to admonish the group or lament his own fate.
After a while, he looked at Wei Yiyuan.
"You can easily crush them like ants, but do you know, in Medicine Immortal Pavilion’s eyes, you’re no different from them!
If you lack fortune, even if I take you to the pavilion’s gate, you won’t get in."
Upon hearing this, Wei Yiyuan’s face changed dramatically.