Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

Listening to their fascinating discussion, Chu Luo didn't move forward but listened attentively from the side.

They were very insightful, quoting classical texts with ease in their conversations. Precisely because of this, no conclusion was reached, and neither could convince the other.

Chu Luo also began to ponder their questions and developed her own insights, naturally choosing one side as her opponent.

Suddenly, a voice quelled the dispute with just a few words. This voice was inclusive, and its words were easy to understand and comprehensive.

His words were so compelling that Chu Luo realized for the first time that reason could be expressed in such a way, and that his intentions could be so profound.

I suddenly realized how narrow-minded I had been.

Who could possibly have such profound insights?

The expressions on everyone's faces were similar to Chu Luo's; they all clasped their hands in a salute to a teacher in front of them.

Although Chu Luo was not this gentleman's disciple, she still received his instruction and bowed respectfully.

Suddenly, a coughing sound came, followed by a voice saying, "Class is over for today. Everyone may leave now."

Everyone withdrew, leaving only Chu Luo and the butler on the side.

The butler hurried forward, and Chu Luo followed.

Upon seeing the gentleman, Chu Luo noticed the pills his disciple was holding and realized he had just taken his medicine.

When Chu Luo first met this gentleman, she was greatly shocked. His demeanor and manner made her overlook the youthfulness of his voice.

"Young master, Miss Chu wishes to see you," the steward reported to him after confirming that he was temporarily unharmed.

"Thank you so much for saving me, sir. I am deeply grateful and have come to express my gratitude." Chu Luo immediately knelt down.

"Miss Chu, please rise. It was nothing, no need for such formalities," the young man said, helping Chu Luo up with the help of the butler.

Chu Luo had already noticed his illness and didn't dare to disturb him, so she got up on her own.

Chu Luo wanted to tell him about leaving and ask for his help, but seeing that he was unwell and didn't want to disturb his rest, she didn't say it.

He glanced at Chu Luo and chuckled, "Miss Chu, is there something you want to say? Don't hold back, my health has always been like this."

Chu Luo was stunned. She never expected him to be so understanding and approachable. He already had the air of a saint or immortal, and his words left Chu Luo even more shocked.

Chu Luo bowed respectfully and said, "I heard that if I want to leave this place, I need to ask you for help, sir."

“I see. Uncle Qin, when will the next ship be used to vent our anger?” He turned to ask the steward.

"Young master, it will be three months from now," Steward Qin answered truthfully.

Chu Luo became anxious upon hearing the time. She needed to go to the place where Jing Yuan had fallen off the cliff to search for him, she also needed to kill Feng Zhe, and...

"Is there any other way to leave as quickly as possible?"

Chu Luo was eager to leave, even though this place was one that people longed for.

The man didn't seem to find anything wrong with it; he simply gestured for Chu Luo to sit down and talk. "But what's wrong with this place that makes Miss Chu so eager to leave?"

Chu Luo shook her head, her clear eyes filled with sincerity, and said, "It's wonderful here, so wonderful that it feels unreal, but I have friends and concerns outside, and things I must do. I can't stop here."

"I will try my best to arrange for Miss Chu to leave as soon as possible, but before that, could you please wait here patiently? No one from outside has come here for a long time, so let me do my best to find a place."

Chu Luo was surprised that this gentleman didn't say anything and agreed to her so easily.

"Thank you so much, sir," Chu Luo said gratefully.

"No need to be so polite, let's be friends. You can call me Bai Yu from now on," Bai Yu said with a smile, pouring a cup of tea and handing it to Chu Luo.

Calling him Bai Yu Chu Luo felt she had overcome a hurdle in her heart and said, "Thank you, Mr. Bai Yu."

Bai Yu was smiling, but suddenly his brows furrowed slightly. He quickly recovered and was about to speak again.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his first reaction was to instruct Steward Qin to take Chu Luo away and not frighten her.

Chu Luo stood aside and watched as the people around him immediately took his pulse. They quickly fed him several kinds of pills, which barely stopped him from vomiting blood.

It seems he has suffered from this illness many times. Judging from the dosage of medicine he is taking, Chu Luo knows that the slightest disturbance could very well cost Young Master Baiyu his life.

Are people with such great wisdom destined not to exist in this world?

Chu Luo's heart clenched.

Chu Luo didn't leave; she stood by and waited for Bai Yu to calm down.

After calming down, Bai Yu immediately smiled and apologized to Chu Luo, "I'm sorry I startled you, young lady. My body is a little uncooperative from time to time."

"Mr. Bai Yu, may I take your pulse?"

Chu Luo knew that she was not as skilled as the doctors around him, and she also knew that he was not an ordinary person. His condition was a private matter for some people, and it was not appropriate for unfamiliar strangers to examine him. She felt that it was a bit presumptuous of her to ask him this, but she still wanted to know about his condition herself.

Butler Qin was about to say something to politely decline on Bai Yu's behalf, but Bai Yu directly extended her hand, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Miss Chu."

Chu Luo was surprised that he was so open and direct, completely unguarded towards her.

Chu Luo calmed herself down and carefully took his pulse for a long time.

It is truly a case of heaven being jealous of talent; his life force is like a faint candle flame in the wind, almost exhausted.

Moreover, this body didn't remain in this state overnight; it should have maintained this condition for many years.

What price must he have paid to live to this day, and how much strength must he have to endure the immense pain of this disease, remain calm and composed, and possess such divine wisdom and integrity?

Chu Luo was truly shocked.

Chu Luo didn't know how to cure him, but she had a way in mind that could relieve his pain and possibly alleviate his symptoms.

She wasn't sure, and she didn't have the medicine at the moment. It wasn't that she underestimated the people around Young Master Bai Yu, but those who could keep Young Master Bai Yu alive until this point were definitely not ordinary people.

However, this medicine is extremely rare, and Fei Zhiyou doesn't know if he got the medicine she left behind.

For now, all she can do is try and see.

She had already made up her mind. Since she would have to wait here for some time anyway, if she could do something for Young Master Baiyu, she would have done a great deed.

If someone like Mr. Baiyu were to recover his health, he would surely benefit many people, just like Shao Sheng.

She didn't speak of things she wasn't sure about; only what she actually did mattered. She immediately excused herself and went back inside.

After seeing Chu Luo off, Butler Qin asked Bai Yu, "Young Master, why did you agree to help Miss Chu leave as soon as possible? Isn't our goal to keep her here?"

Bai Yu watched her departing figure without saying a word. In just the past two days, he had learned that Chu Luo's temperament was difficult to control and that she was no ordinary woman.

Keeping her here indefinitely, using the forceful methods employed by Butler Qin, is unlikely to work and may even backfire.