Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses-Chapter 810 - 273: Xiao Ning’s Past! The Battle of Crossdressing! (Part 5)

There's no way around it, this person could only leave Tiesi City feeling dejected. Anyway, things are just what they are. Once back, no matter how speechless the Patriarch might be, it has nothing to do with him. After all, this guy's wife is already at the Golden Core Stage.

On the other hand, Ji Nanyan was leisurely strolling all the way to Wutao Pavilion.

"You big trickster, I've already successfully made it out of Shuiqin Temple, hahaha." Ji Nanyan was rather delighted after seeing Yuchi. Leaving Shuiqin Temple, what if this big trickster had already run off? Wouldn't it be awkward then?

Luckily, the other party was still inside Wutao Pavilion, seemingly unscathed, which was actually quite interesting.

Bah, what's so interesting about it? No, she's just very curious. After all, the other party's sect is so mysterious. Anyway, she has to protect her Sect Leader sister, even if it means facing knives, spears, and a sea of fire, she has to stand in front of her Sect Leader sister!

But, why does her Sect Leader sister seem a bit strange now? They haven't seen each other for only ten days, how come her gaze at this man is a bit off? In fact, there's a hint of a puckish smile hidden within?

Could she have misunderstood? Her Sect Leader sister is so knowledgeable and experienced, could she really mess up on this old man? What's worse about me compared to him?

Yuchi watched the obviously excited Ji Nanyan, looking like a little kitten as she obediently snuggled up to Zong Qianqun's shoulder. Goodness, does she like her Sect Leader sister that much? Little Nanyan, this is celestial love, he teased further: "Shuiqin Temple just let you leave so easily? You don't have Shuiqin Temple people following you, do you?"

Feeling the fragrance of Zong Qianqun, Ji Nanyan swiftly replied:

"I know they sent people to follow me here, but so what? As our future Sect Leader Senior Brother, you can't handle something like this? Then we might as well let the Shuiqin Temple people finish you off, it would be saving the beautiful Qingkuang."

I still need to save Private Ryan, Yuchi figured the Shuiqin Temple people were observing secretly, but since there was no movement now, there wouldn't be any. It's easy to be assassinated in the wild, but in a big city with eyes everywhere, it's easily spotted, making the big city both populated and safe somehow. Too many enemies mean fewer night walks.

As for Shuiqin Temple being a clothing family in Tiesi City, honestly, it was just because he had recently poached Ji Nanyan away from them. Otherwise, he would definitely have gone to check things out, at least since they're in the same business, see how the peers are doing business here.

Ji Nanyan, after snuggling with Zong Qianqun, left her calmly grooming her own hair, as she swiftly focused her gaze on An Xiaoning's terrified face, instantly darting over to her side amidst An Xiaoning's gasp.

"Wow, little sister, what are you doing hiding here? Let big sister take a look at you, hahaha, how old are you this year?"

"You're adorable, you know, not just in the future, but you're already such a beautiful girl now!"

"Where does your family live, how many people in your family, do you have a partner? And in the future, would you prefer an unreliable jerk, or a smart, easygoing, strong and incredibly reliable girl like me?"

Wrapping an arm around An Xiaoning, who was quite obedient before, found herself caught off guard by Ji Nanyan's enthusiasm, with their cheeks squeezed together, causing half of her face to deform as she looked to her Sect Leader Senior Brother for salvation, feeling it was the end.

No joke, Xiaoning was really at her wit's end…

With one hand, Yuchi pressed down on Ji Nanyan's neck, an elbow movement pulled her away from An Xiaoning: "Can't you control your strength? You almost crushed Xiaoning. Do you have a grudge with her?"

Ji Nanyan, caught in the clutch of fate by her neck, like a basketball tucked under Yuchi's arm, flailing arms and legs, face flushed, "I... I'm going to die too… cough cough… Master, spare your magical powers, I can't take it… cough cough."

More desperately, looking at her Sect Leader sister: "Sister, save me!"

Zong Qianqun turned her head, pretending not to see, and went over to An Xiaoning, slowly helping her tidy up her messy hair.

"Boohoo, Sect Leader sister, you don't love me anymore." Ji Nanyan cried mournfully.

"Sorry, I never loved you." Zong Qianqun replied calmly.

"But I'm your most beloved disciple!" Ji Nanyan protested incredulously.

"Sorry, it's past-life debt." Zong Qianqun remained indifferent.

"So cold!"

"→_→"

"Look at me! Sect Leader sister, love me once again!"

"←_←"

"... then please scold me harder, I like it!"

Old Yuchi: "Wow."

Zong Qianqun: "Eh."

An Xiaoning: "Huh."

Ji Nanyan, blushing, unsure if it was from Yuchi grabbing her neck or simply from sheer fondness, had eyes filled with intense admiration.