"Yes, I am Ling Zhenfei. Do you need something from me?"

"Li Hao, Ling Zhenfei. Someone invites you to dine at Bamboo Forest Villa on Tianquan Mountain. You must come," the woman said slowly.

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback and asked hastily, "I'm sorry, who are you, exactly?"

The woman laughed, "I am certainly someone you would want to meet. I'm confident that after you see me, you won't regret making the trip."

Ling Zhenfei found it very strange. Why did this person want him to meet her but refused to give her name? There might be a problem here.

"I'm sorry, but I won't go to a meeting if I don't know the situation. No matter who you are, as long as you don't give your name, I definitely won't go," he said firmly.

Ling Zhenfei firmly refused, though he was still somewhat hesitant. He wanted to see the person's reaction.

After hearing Ling Zhenfei's words, the woman was silent for two seconds before saying, "Are you so sure that if you miss today, you will never have another chance?"

"What opportunity?" Ling Zhenfei asked curiously.

"Ling Zhenfei, I dare not promise anything else, but there are two words I can say that will definitely make you come," said the woman with confidence.

"Well, let's hear it. I can't think of any two words that have such magic power."

After another two seconds of silence, the woman said, "Zhuo Yue!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Ling Zhenfei was stunned, "What did you say? Zhuo Yue? What does this have to do with Zhuo Yue?"

Upon hearing Ling Zhenfei's reaction, the woman laughed heartily, "What do you say, are these two words enough to make you come?"

"What do you mean, exactly? Zhuo Yue is already dead. What does this have to do with the matter?" Ling Zhenfei's mind went blank for a moment. He couldn't deny that the two words "Zhuo Yue" were his Achilles' heel. He had been unable to forget them for a long time.

Originally, with the passage of time, the person and those two words, Zhuo Yue, would gradually fade away, but who could have imagined hearing them again today from this woman's lips? It really stirred overwhelming waves in his heart.

"Now I've told you these two words. If you still don't come, it's your own problem," the woman said impatiently.

Ling Zhenfei's mind raced, trying to figure out what relationship this woman could have with Zhuo Yue, but no matter how much he thought, he couldn't understand. However, he did recall one connection: after Zhuo Yue's death, a strange woman had appeared. Could this be the same woman?

Back when he came to Capital City, he wanted to see Zhuo Yue's body one last time, but to his surprise, he didn't even get to see Zhuo Yue's body. After some investigation, all he knew was that a strange woman had appeared and prevented anyone from seeing Zhuo Yue's body, and then, unbeknownst to anyone, Zhuo Yue's body was cremated.

All of this was just too strange. Recalling it, Ling Zhenfei found it somewhat unbelievable. However, since Zhuo Yue was indeed dead—an event he had witnessed—he hadn't paid much attention to what happened after until today, when he heard Zhuo Yue's name again.

"Are you that strange woman?" Ling Zhenfei blurted out.

The woman said coldly, "What strange woman? I'm only going to tell you this once: be at Bamboo Forest Villa on Tianquan Mountain before nightfall. You have only this one day. After today, prepare to regret it."

After these words, the woman didn't say anything more and hung up the phone, leaving Ling Zhenfei with no chance to ask further questions.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Zhenfei was indeed a bit stupefied, and even his expression was somewhat frantic; he couldn't figure out who this woman was.

Ling Zhenfei opened the map to check the location of Bamboo Forest Villa on Tianquan Mountain.

Tianquan Mountain was over one hundred kilometers away from Capital City, a distance that was neither near nor far. However, he couldn't wait that long and hastily hailed a taxi to head towards Tianquan Mountain.

"Sir, where exactly do you need to go?" the driver asked Ling Zhenfei in the car.

Ling Zhenfei replied with surprise, "What, is there something wrong with that place?"

The driver said with a smile, "It's not that there's anything wrong. Tianquan Mountain is most famous for its red leaves; it is one of the most renowned red leaf Holy Lands in our country. But since it's just entered autumn not long ago, to see the red leaves, you'll have to wait another half a month or so, which is why I find it odd."

Grateful for the chatty driver, Ling Zhenfei quickly asked him, "I hadn't thought much about it. A friend invited me to meet there at Bamboo Forest Villa on Tianquan Mountain. Do you know the place?"

After listening to the name, the driver thought for a moment and said, "There might be; I can't be certain, though. But Tianquan Mountain really does have a lot of bamboo. Once you reach the bottom of Tianquan Mountain, just ask someone around there."

Ling Zhenfei grew even more curious. Why would someone arrange to meet him in such a place? It was very far from the city center, and even the taxi driver didn't know the place. Furthermore, from what the driver said, it seemed it was the time of year when Tianquan Mountain had the fewest visitors.

At that moment, Ling Zhenfei's phone rang. He saw it was another unknown number and quickly answered, expecting it to be that same woman from before. However, indeed it was a woman's voice, but it sounded different.

"Hello, is this Mr. Ling Zhenfei?"

The voice of this woman was drastically different from that of the woman from the previous call. That woman's voice had been very sharp and gloomy, but this woman's voice was very pleasant, giving a comforting feeling to the listener.

"Hello, I am Ling Zhenfei. Who might this be?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed pleased to hear it was Ling Zhenfei, "Hello, Mr. Ling Zhenfei, this is Li Yuetong. We met on the train."

Ling Zhenfei was taken aback upon hearing her name, as he hadn't expected Li Yuetong to call him.

"Hello, so it's Miss Li. May I ask what this is about?" Faced with his former idol, Ling Zhenfei was at a loss for words.

Li Yuetong seemed a bit nervous as she spoke, "I'm calling mainly to thank you for saving my life on the train. If it hadn't been for you, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

"Miss Li, there's no need for such formality. I am a doctor, and it was my duty to act. Anyone else would have done the same."

"Mr. Ling, you are too modest. Not everyone possesses your extraordinary medical skills. I am very grateful to you. Actually, I am calling to invite you to dinner. Do you have time this evening?" Li Yuetong asked with an inquiring tone.

Ling Zhenfei had truly not expected Li Yuetong to invite him to dinner; currently he was on his way to Tianquan Mountain, and he wasn't sure whether he could return that evening, especially considering the time and distance – he really couldn't be certain he could make it back by night.

"I'm sorry, Miss Li, but I have other plans tonight. Your kind gesture is much appreciated, but let's skip dinner," he replied.

Li Yuetong sounded somewhat disappointed upon hearing that Ling Zhenfei had no time, "Then what about tomorrow? Do you have time tomorrow? I must thank you properly."

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