The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

"Damn Tang Yixian, you'd better not let me catch you, otherwise I will definitely... and then ****"

Xuan Xiaochen's curse was heard from the jade token, and Tang Yixien narrowed his eyes.

What are you scolding?

How he heard a string of stars.

"Youyou, the tracking symbol that I exchanged points for this time is pretty good. It even has sound. Technology changes our lives." Tang Yixien said in his mind.

"His curses were so ugly that he even didn't spare your disciples. I blocked it for you." Youyou said.

"I want to hear it."

"The system automatically blocked it. There's nothing I can do about it."

Tang Yixien would naturally not let the swan maid go and let Xuan Xiaochen go.

He used all his points and Youyou's database of various threats and inducements, such as winking, to exchange for a tracking symbol from Youyou.

This tracking symbol is quite special. There is only one of this kind. It is colorless and odorless and will not be detected.

Before this, he had asked Xuan Yuran to inject the tracking talisman into Xuan Xiaochen's dragon tendons, but he was completely unaware of it.

Tang Yixien guessed that after Xuan Xiaochen escaped, he would naturally go to find the person he cooperated with to complete some kind of transaction.

Then he can catch who is behind the scenes.

And this person is most likely the one Tang Yixin is looking for, the one who made a mistake.

Although he didn't know what this person's purpose was yet, instead of waiting passively, it would be better to send out a bait.

But this bait has been cursing people all the time.

Tang Yixin originally thought that Xuan Xiaochen would go directly to find that person, and he would take the Tang family disciples and go directly there, but Xuan Xiaochen was still very cautious.

He actually found a place to hide.

It seems that this is a long fishing process, which requires enough patience to be scolded.

In this case, he decided to go back to Tang's house first.

It is really inconvenient for so many people from the cultivation clan to disturb the demon clan.

Xuan Yuran's palace is in ruins, and craftsmen are repairing it. After all, this is the palace of the young prince.

At noon the next day, several people had lunch together.

Tang Yixin still had a slightly cold expression on his face, and he didn't seem to have calmed down. He told the three of them not to wander around and to reflect on their mistakes in the bedroom.

The three little ones had no choice but to do so for now and talk about it after returning to Biling Peak.

Tang Yixien immediately informed Xiao Yan that they could get ready and set off to return to the Tang family.

He walked alone towards Wolong's bedroom. He wanted to go back and say goodbye to Wolong out of courtesy.

Unlike before, there was no trace of rouge in Wolong's bedroom.

Xuan Xiaotian was not on the bed. Contrary to his usual behavior, he was sitting on the chair seriously and solemnly.

Tang Yixien was shocked and thought it was Xuan Xiaochen. The two looked very similar.

But the next moment, Wolong could no longer sit still. He half-lay down, leaning on the soft couch behind him, and said calmly:

"You asked me to let him go, and I turned a blind eye. You also asked me to send people to chase him as a token, and I did so."

What he was talking about was that Xuan Xiaochen was released on purpose.

"Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Tang Yixien sat down and asked Wolong, who looked a little different across from him.

When he first mentioned releasing the tiger back into the mountains, Wolong disagreed.

"He is really possessed by the devil." Wolong sighed helplessly.

Because of that horrible conversation that night.

Xuan Xiaotian truly realized that it was a demon, not his brother.

"Catch whoever you want, young master. If you need me to clean up the mess, just let me know."

The meaning of this sentence is very clear. I need help from the demon clan. Just say it.

"Okay, thank you." Tang Yixien said with his eyes slightly lowered.

Just as Tang Yixian stood up to leave, Wolong suddenly said:

"Young Master Tang, how is your marriage with my son?"

Tang Yixien almost coughed. What was going on?

"Where are your concubines?" Tang Yixien asked, deliberately changing the subject.

"I no longer like these vixens, so I've sent them all out of the palace. I've suddenly become pure and self-disciplined, cultivating my character."

It turned out that he had always known that what Xuan Yiran gave him was a vixen.

He just kept pretending not to know.

.....

Tang Yixin could roughly guess that it was related to Tang Xiaochen this time.

As soon as Tang Yixin entered the room, he noticed that there was a wooden easel behind the screen opposite him.

Having said that, Tang Yixien officially said goodbye.

After Tang Yixin left, in the bedroom, Xuan Xiaotian looked at the easel behind the screen.

It was a painting that was as tall as a person, and it showed a gentle and beautiful woman, whose eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Xuan Yuran.

With Yun Zichu there, although there were many people in the Tang family, they were able to get ready quickly and return to the Tang family.

The giant Qilin beasts had not yet recovered, so Tang Yixin decided to take a carriage back.

Moreover, with so many people from the Tang family coming to the demon tribe this time, the commotion was really too big.

He needed to go back with great fanfare, stating that they came to the demon tribe only to exchange what they had and to travel.

The team marched in a mighty procession through the demon tribe's market, which had now returned to its former bustling state.

Tang Yixin pulled aside the curtain and saw the vendors bargaining excitedly.

Making pancakes and selling candied haws.

The raccoon boy, whose ears couldn't be hidden, was chased all over the street by his mother.

This is the real naughty kid.

Tang Yixien couldn't help laughing, and suddenly realized that perhaps this was the true meaning of everything.

He didn't know why, but his heart suddenly calmed down.

He walked and looked along the way, and by chance, he saw the Labrador pig named Dahei again, with its head stuck in the hole, still begging for food and drink.

His smile deepened, and he looked handsome with red lips and white teeth.

And this smile was seen by Jin Xiaoxiao who was riding a horse behind him.

Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes darkened. Master's smile was really beautiful.

But...

These past few days, whenever Master saw the three of them, he stopped smiling.

It seems that Master is quite angry this time.

Jin Xiaoxiao recalled the ten years she had spent facing the wall to reflect on her mistakes.

That's ten years, ten years of facing the wall and reflecting on one's mistakes. It's not a joke.

Fortunately, he had already thought of a solution. He turned his wrist slightly and pressed the handle of the Lingxi fan against the spiritual storage bag.

"Master seems to be in a good mood. Why don't we go and ask for mercy so that we don't have to deduct credits?"

Xuan Yuran was a homebody and was not afraid of facing the wall at all, but he was afraid of losing credits.

He is probably that student who likes marks.

"What am I afraid of? If my master punishes me, I will just go back." Sheng Qingye tightened the reins in his hands. However, ten years was a bit long, and he probably didn't have enough physical strength.

The horses the three of them rode were not their own, so riding them felt a bit awkward.

Their horses were still at Tang's house, and no one dared to ride them out.

Tang Yixin also noticed the disciples' gazes at him at this time. A hint of anger appeared on his face, and he deliberately lowered the curtain.

If we don't teach these three a lesson, they won't learn their lesson in the future.

He himself didn't even notice this inexplicable emotion.

"The young master is angry and asked you to investigate without telling him. After I go back, your punishment of facing the wall and reflecting on your mistakes will be reported to the court. I..." Xiao Yan, who was riding a horse next to him, couldn't wait to finish him off.