The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Yan Chuan nodded slightly: "Master Fu, you are too polite. You paid us to come here, and we are just doing our job."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Jinren and the housekeeper rushed over. Before they even entered the yard, they heard his furious voice at the door of the room: "You are so good, Old Master! How dare you let my dear do such a dangerous thing? I think you really deserve to be punished!"

He walked up to the group with a menacing look, first circling Jiang Yingxue, and then heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that she was fine: "My dear, promise grandpa not to do such dangerous things next time, okay?"

Jiang Yingxue said coquettishly: "Oh, grandpa, you don't have to worry about me. I am a cultivator. When I am in the sect, I naturally have to do some things to help the sect."

"How can I not be worried? You've been in poor health since you were a child, catching colds all the time. Now you're going to catch monsters. I get scared when I hear that."

Seeing that her grandfather's expression was so exaggerated that he was about to cry, Jiang Yingxue quickly said, "I don't catch monsters. Senior Brother is the one who catches monsters. Senior Brother is very powerful. He will protect me, right, Senior Brother?"

Jiang Yingxue winked at Yan Chuan and gave him an expression. Yan Chuan nodded and said, "That's right. I will do my best to protect you, old man. Don't worry."

Sun Jinren slowly raised his head and looked at Yan Chuan. At that moment, the young man was dressed in a dark-colored suit, his clothes swaying gently in the wind, like a misty cloud in the night sky...

Immortals are truly extraordinary. Not only is he good-looking, but he also has such high cultivation. This young man has a promising future.

He stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, that's good. It seems that my darling has really grown up and can complete the mission of the master."

The housekeeper nodded in agreement. "No wonder the young lady was so harsh to Tao Mengnan today. It turns out she was plotting to catch the murderer. Not only has our young lady grown up, she's now incredibly courageous and a true heroine!"

"Okay, stop praising me. I'm almost embarrassed." Jiang Yingxue touched her face with both hands and looked at Yan Chuan: "By the way, senior brother, how long can we stay in Liangzhou?"

"Since the mission has been completed, we can return tomorrow morning to report."

"Tomorrow morning!" Jiang Yingxue looked at Yan Chuan with a pained expression. Even hanging himself would take a breath. Why was he in such a hurry to go back after just completing the mission? The auction seemed to be still a while away, right?

She quickly asked, "By the way, how long will the auction Master mentioned last?"

"There's still more than a month left."

"More than a month? That's still a long time." Jiang Yingxue's tone was a little disappointed, and her brows were slightly furrowed. "If we go back now, will we be assigned other tasks immediately?"

"Based on Master's style, it should be possible."

"Ah..." Jiang Yingxue immediately slumped her shoulders like a deflated ball. Even office workers get one day off, but how come Yan Chuan works year-round at Xianyun Sect? No, I can't be a slave!

"Brother, can we leave later? Just say that the murderer was extremely cunning and the monster was so abominable that it took us a long time to catch them, okay?" Jiang Yingxue begged with tears in her eyes, her voice soft and sticky: "I haven't seen my grandparents in years. I only saw them for two days this time. I don't want to be separated from them so soon..."

Yan Chuan: "..."

He knew Jiang Yingxue was always good at pretending to be well-behaved, so much so that everyone in the capital thought she was weak. And the woman before him, with tears in her eyes and a voice like a spring rain, must have been pretending because she didn't want to return to the sect so soon.

But knowing that she was pretending to escape and return to the sect, why couldn't he control himself?

Yan Chuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quickly turned his head to the side, just in time to meet Sun Jinren's eyes.

Upon hearing his beloved grandson's words, Sun Jinren quickly stepped forward and said, "That's right, just tell your master that the mission is difficult. This is a major case that we've been trying to solve in Liangzhou for quite some time. If it weren't for our dear boy's cleverness and his willingness to take risks, we wouldn't have been able to solve it so quickly, don't you think? Big Brother, for the sake of our dear boy's filial piety, can you please postpone your departure for a while?"

"That's right, Senior Brother~" Jiang Yingxue gently took Yan Chuan's arm: "Please, let me stay a few more days."

The moment the delicate hand came up to him, Yan Chuan felt as if his whole body was pierced by electricity. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and then his mind went blank as if he was hit by some kind of spell.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

The grandfather and grandson stood aside, asking "please" and "please" from the left and right. Finally, Yan Chuan had no choice but to nod and agree: "I understand. The mission of level B2 will have a longer duration. Then we can stay a few more days."

"Oh, that's great, Big Brother is really considerate!" Sun Jinren patted Yan Chuan's shoulder and said, "I heard that you cultivators have to do morning exercises every day. I bought that piece of grass in the suburbs this morning. The terrain there is flat and wide, and you can practice whatever you want. And I heard that the first peak of your Xianyun Sect is for sword training, right? I have ordered people to prepare many good swords and dummies for you to train. And, no matter how much money you need, what food and other things you need, just tell me, old man, don't be polite, understand?"

The words "wealthy and powerful" are once again reflected in the Sun family.

But apart from anything else, Yan Chuan urgently needed a clearing to cultivate. Ever since he'd been beaten to a pulp by Huo Cheng in the northern mountains, he'd been feeling resentful. He had to become even stronger...

Yan Chuan calmed himself down, exhaled slowly, and then bowed slightly to Sun Jinren: "Then I'll have to trouble you, old man."

The next day, the sky suddenly brightened, and the faint light of morning sun filtered through the treetops, casting a shadow on the early morning grass. Yan Chuan arrived at the sword training ground early. The surroundings were quiet and vast, and the air was filled with the freshness of dew.

He swung his sword and began practicing the third move of the "Buzhou Sword Style." A flash of sword light shattered the morning tranquility. As the sword swung, crisp cracks echoed through the air. The wooden figures were instantly shattered by the sword light, falling to the ground one after another.

Five days passed in a flash. During these five days, Sun Jinren sent servants to clean up the venue every day and put the dummies back in place every day.

If the wooden man broke on the first day, they would be replaced with a stone one on the second day. If the stone man broke, they would be replaced with an iron one. But no matter what material was used, every evening when the servants entered the training ground, they would always see a mess of broken pieces on the ground.