As for Hongsu and the way back to Tiansheng, Xiao Moyan plans to explore it himself.

A few days later.

Hua Yihen was released by the so-called housekeeper Zhao and respectfully invited to the hall.

In the hall, a man about fifty years old sat in the first seat. He was slightly overweight, with small eyes, almost just a slit, a nose without a bridge, and thick lips. This man was the owner of the Liu residence, the rich man Liu, or Liu Mao, as Aunt Lin called him.

Liu Mao, whose appearance can be described as ugly, has a pretty girl sitting next to him. From the conversation between the girl and Liu Mao, we can hear that the girl named Alan is Liu Mao's only daughter. Alan is the opposite of Liu Mao. She has big eyes, double eyelids, a high nose, a cherry mouth, and a tall figure. She meets all the standards of a beauty. However, when these standards are combined with Alan, she becomes ordinary and can only be regarded as pretty.

When Liu Mao and Alan saw Hua Yihen, their faces showed undisguised amazement. In this remote place, they had never seen such an outstanding man. Even He Wan from many years ago was not even one-tenth as good as this man.

Seeing Liu Mao and Alan staring at Hua Yihen in a daze, Butler Zhao had no choice but to raise his voice to remind them, "Master, Miss."

Liu Mao and Alan came back to their senses. Liu Mao nodded in satisfaction, but Alan blushed with shame.

"Please take a seat, sir. I'm sorry for having troubled you these days." Liu Mao greeted him with a smile.

Hua Yihen sat on a nearby chair without saying a word, waiting for Liu Mao's next words.

Seeing Hua Yihen remained silent, Liu Mao didn't feel awkward and continued, "Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"

Hua Yihen glanced at Liu Mao and said, "Hua Yihen."

"Hua Yihen?" Liu Mao couldn't help but frown slightly. Hua Yihen... Why did he feel that this name was so familiar? It seemed like he had heard it somewhere before.

Liu Mao remained silent, as if thinking about something, but Alan was unhappy and called out in a coquettish tone: "Dad~"

"Ah?" Liu Mao came back to his senses, responded in confusion, and cast a puzzled look at Alan.

Alan pouted and glared at Liu Mao coquettishly. Liu Mao was slightly stunned, then suddenly realized what was going on and burst into laughter.

"Young Master Hua, what do you think of my daughter?" Liu Mao asked with a smile.

Hua Yihen frowned slightly, and instantly understood Liu Mao's intention of bringing him here. He glanced at Alan, who was looking affectionate, and said bluntly without giving her any face: "It's nothing."

As soon as these words were spoken, Alan's face turned pale. He lowered his head, bit his lower lip, and his shoulders shook as if he was sobbing.

Liu Mao slammed the table, stood up, glared at Hua Yihen, pointed at him and said, "You...you! You!"

As a result, you talked for a long time but still couldn't figure out the reason, and you were obviously very angry.

It was Butler Zhao who gathered everyone to capture Hua Yihen.

But how could Hua Yihen let them have their way? He had recovered almost completely in the past few days. Although he still felt a little uncomfortable, it had no effect at all. Besides, these people had no martial arts skills, so he didn't need to use his internal energy at all. He could just treat it as a way to loosen up his muscles.

In a moment, Liu Mao, Alan, and Butler Zhao were all staring in amazement at Hua Yihen, who was standing in the middle of the hall, spotless. They glanced at the guards who were lying on the ground wailing, and a sense of fear rose in their hearts. It seemed that they had offended someone they shouldn't have.

At this moment, looking at Hua Yihen's cold face, Liu Mao seemed to remember something and his face suddenly changed.