I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

"Hmph...coming..."

A cold smile appeared on Jinxuan's lips, and her voice was like an ice blade in the cold winter wind, which made people shudder.

She gently turned her neck, her eyes as sharp as torches, instantly locking onto the old eunuch Gui Gonggong behind her, who was old but still tall.

When Eunuch Gui's eyes met Si Jinxuan's sharp gaze like an eagle, he immediately understood what she meant and hurriedly took his slightly staggering steps, heading towards the darker night behind.

The night is as dark as ink, the stars are hidden, and only a crescent moon hangs alone in the sky, casting a faint silver glow.

At this moment, an inexplicable restlessness suddenly surged in the originally calm night sky, as if some unknown power was quietly awakening.

Immediately afterwards, three streams of light suddenly rose from the top of the mountain, like arrows shot from a bow, cutting through the sky, and with unparalleled power, rushed straight towards the old man who had just appeared in the night.

"Forehead!"

Below, Xiao Yaoer also noticed the changes in the sky.

Looking up, he saw three rays of light rapidly converging in the air, circling and moving around the old man, releasing dazzling light that illuminated the entire night sky as if it were daytime.

When the light faded a little, Xiao Yaoer could see clearly that the three rays of light were actually three lifelike puppets. One of them was shaped like a tiger, majestic, with wide-open eyes and sharp claws;

One is like a black bear, with a huge body, muscular body and fierce momentum;

Another one was like a stag, with a slender body, forked antlers, and a cold flash.

Each of these three puppets exudes a heart-pounding aura, as if they were ferocious beasts leaping out of ancient legends, ready to strike a fatal blow to the old man.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything around fell into dead silence. Only the confrontation between the puppet and the old man was like the calm before the storm, foreshadowing the coming storm.

Xiao Yaoer's face blossomed with a smile as bright as a flower blooming in spring, and her bright eyes flashed with surprise and recognition. She finally recognized the three puppets floating in the night, as if carrying an ancient charm.

To her, these three puppets are not just cold mechanical structures, they carry countless warm memories she spent with her father.

Especially the majestic tiger puppet, which was made by her little hands.

"Aunt Xuan..."

Xiao Yao'er's voice was clear and pleasant, like the gurgling of a stream in the forest. She called out expectantly in the direction where the three puppets suddenly appeared.

On the top of the mountain, a figure trembled slightly when hearing the words, and then a gentle smile bloomed on Si Jinxuan's gentle face, like the warmest breeze in spring, blowing across her heart.

Her figure was like the brightest star in the night sky. Without a trace of hesitation, she leaped lightly from the top of the mountain, as if dancing with the wind and resonating with the night.

That beautiful figure, under the moonlight, drew a brilliant trajectory, like a meteor across the silent night sky, carrying endless mystery and charm.

In just a few breaths, she came out as if from a dream and landed steadily in front of Xiao Yaoer.

Her veil fluttered in the wind, her hair danced lightly, and her appearance made the whole night seem soft and lively.

"Aunt Xuan, I miss you so much!" Xiao Yaoer ran forward and hugged Si Jinxuan's waist tightly, her little face filled with indescribable happiness and dependence.

Si Jinxuan gently stroked Xiao Yao'er's hair, her eyes full of love and doting: "Xiao Yao'er, you have grown up!"

"That's right. I'm a little adult now. Aunt Xuan, why didn't you come back to the village to see me in the past two years!" As she spoke, Xiao Yaoer pouted her pink little lips slightly, her brows full of dissatisfaction and grievance. Her look made people feel pity for her.

"Aunt Xuan has had a lot on her plate these past two years! I had planned to finish all the matters at hand in the next few days. Once that was done, I would immediately return to the village to visit you little ones."

Her voice was gentle and magnetic, like the warmest spring breeze, gently blowing away the unhappiness in Xiao Yaoer's heart.

As she spoke, Si Jinxuan slowly walked over, bent down and gently picked up Xiao Yaoer. Xiao Yaoer naturally put her arms around her neck. The two of them looked particularly warm in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Xiao Yaoer pressed her face against Si Jinxuan's chest, feeling the long-lost warmth and security, and the resentment in her heart seemed to disappear.

"really?"

She tilted her head in doubt, her clear eyes staring straight at Si Jinxuan, afraid to miss any subtle expression on her face.

"Of course it's true. My little Yao'er has grown so tall. How could Aunt Xuan lie to you?"

Si Jinxuan smiled and stretched out her fingers to gently pinch Xiao Yaoer's cheek. Her skin was as delicate and smooth as fine porcelain, making people unable to let go.

Feeling the gentle touch from her fingertips, Si Jinxuan felt an indescribable warmth and emotion in her heart.

These two years have been endlessly busy for her, but for Xiao Yaoer, it has been a transformation from a child to a "little adult".

Uh! Growing from four to six years old is considered growing up.

The two are reminiscing about the past.

But the other enemies saw Si Jinxuan and the three puppets, and also recognized the identities of the three puppets and Si Jinxuan.

"The eldest princess! A member of the royal family... She actually showed up in person!"

Instantly, the atmosphere became tense and oppressive. A deep, angry voice echoed through the crowd: "So, all of this is a plot by the royal family. Our meticulous conspiracy has already been discovered by the royal family. They've sent out three Dharma Realm puppets. We're like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. This is ridiculous!"

Intertwined with despair, his tone seemed to devour everything in the world.

"Damn it!" another person outside the aristocratic family roared, "You so-called aristocratic families can't even keep the simplest secret. What qualifications do you have to conspire with us on big things?" His face was twisted with anger, and his eyes were almost spitting fire.

Facing the accusations, a seemingly leading aristocratic master snorted coldly, a complex look flashing in his eyes: "Hmph! If the previous emperors had not obeyed our orders and relied on our support to secure their thrones, we would have wiped the royal Si family from this world long ago. How could they be so arrogant today!"

There was both reluctance and helplessness in his tone, as if he was narrating a forgotten past, a history of power and conspiracy.

"..."

All the enemies who recognized Si Jinxuan muttered with grim expressions.