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After walking quite a distance from Qinxin Garden, Zhao Ran stopped and looked at Lin Yuan apologetically, "Junior Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't know they would..."

"Senior sister, there's no need to worry about it," Lin Yuan interrupted her, his expression remaining calm. "What they think is none of my business."

He raised his head, gazing in the direction of the library in the distance, his eyes burning with renewed fervor.

"I just want to get back to the library as soon as possible."

As Lin Yuan finished speaking, Zhao Ran's expression changed slightly.

She took those words to heart. If someone else had said that, she might have suspected that person was just putting on an act or trying to avoid embarrassment. But since it was her junior brother who said it, she believed it wholeheartedly, which is why she wasn't angry at all.

Since the junior brother joined the master's sect, his movements have been very clear. Apart from eating and sleeping, he spends almost all his free time reading martial arts manuals in the library. What else could this be but reading and practicing martial arts?

Zhao Ran looked at Lin Yuan's innocent and yearning face again, and suddenly felt that it was good that his junior brother was so pure-hearted. The martial world didn't necessarily require any social niceties. Thinking of this, Zhao Ran felt relieved.

"Then let's go, Junior Brother! To the Sutra Repository you've been longing for!"

After saying that, she gave Lin Yuan a playful smile, took his hand, and started walking back.

The two walked towards Danyang, Zhao Ran's clear, melodious voice like that of a nightingale as she talked about interesting things about her and the sect. Lin Yuan quietly followed beside her, listening and occasionally responding. The scene was quite harmonious and pleasant.

However, just as the two were about to enter the Danyang Meridian, a figure suddenly darted out and blocked their path.

"Ranran, why did you refuse Senior Brother's invitation to the banquet!"

A familiar voice reached Lin Yuan's ears. Lin Yuan looked up and saw Xiao Lingling, whom he hadn't seen for some time.

At this moment, Xiao Lingling's eyes were filled with resentment. Her senior brother had already compromised so much, yet her best friend still had the heart to refuse. This undoubtedly made her lose face in front of her senior brother.

Zhao Ran was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xiao Lingling with a complicated expression. She used to be her best friend with whom she could talk about anything.

"Lingling, do you really think my senior brother has only been dead for a short time, and it was all because of you? What reason do I have to attend your Xiaoyang lineage's banquet!"

After saying that, Zhao Ran didn't say anything more, and took Lin Yuan's hand to leave.

However, Xiao Lingling persisted. When she recalled her senior brother's melancholy appearance, her heart ached.

"Zhao Ran, you stop right there! You need to explain yourself clearly today. What do you mean by 'it was all because of me'? Aren't I a victim too? And Lin Yuan, you ingrate! My father kindly took you away from the servants' quarters, and this is how you repay us?!"

Just as Zhao Ran was about to answer Xiao Lingling's question, Lin Yuan stopped him.

Lin Yuan looked at Xiao Lingling with a silent expression.

"Senior Sister Xiao, the reason Elder Xiao took me away from the servants' quarters was a deal in itself. If I hadn't tipped you off beforehand, you would still be standing here talking to me now!"

And then there's your senior brother, Ling Xiao. He's already highly suspicious; who knows if his invitation is just a trap!

Lin Yuan's words nearly made Xiao Lingling's lungs explode with anger. What did he mean by "just a transaction"? Based on this ungrateful wretch's status as a servant in the brothel?

Given his lowly status, what right did he have to make a deal with my father? And what about this "no good banquet" nonsense? My senior brother's good intentions were met with such treacherous suspicion from him. Just as my second senior brother said, Lin Yuan is a born bad seed.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lingling finally couldn't hold back and exploded.

"Lin Yuan, you despicable man, you deserve to die!"

After saying that, Xiao Lingling rushed towards Lin Yuan with a light step. She had to teach this lowly fellow a lesson today. Although his martial arts skills were not even third-rate, she believed that with her more than ten years of martial arts experience, she would be more than capable of dealing with someone who had just been promoted from the servants' quarters for less than two months.

With this thought, Xiao Lingling's smugness grew stronger; she had wanted to do this for a long time.

However, Lin Yuan's eyes grew increasingly cold and unpredictable. In the past, when he was in the Xiao Yang lineage, he had tolerated this senior sister because of their shared identity. Now that he had completely broken away from the Xiao Yang lineage, he would no longer indulge Xiao Lingling.

Just as Xiao Lingling's fist was about to slam into Lin Yuan's face, Lin Yuan swiftly raised his foot and kicked Xiao Lingling hard in the stomach.

"Ah!" With a piercing scream, Xiao Lingling was sent flying and crashed heavily onto a stone pier in the middle of the corridor not far away.

Xiao Lingling raised her cute little face and looked at Lin Yuan in disbelief.

"You...you actually dared to hit me!"

With a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, Xiao Lingling screamed wildly.

She was actually beaten by Lin Yuan, beaten by this lowly bastard, which she couldn't accept for a moment.

From childhood to adulthood, she had never been beaten by anyone. Her father and her senior brother had always doted on her. Why should this lowly child, whom her father had brought up from the servants' quarters, beat her?

Looking at Xiao Lingling screaming wildly, Lin Yuan's lips curled into a contemptuous sneer.

Now that he is a master of innate level, he no longer needs to swallow his anger. Besides, Xiao Lingling is both wicked and stupid. When he was following behind her, Lin Yuan hardly saw any of her strengths.

"So what if I hit you? Do you think this is still your Xiaoyang lineage? Since Elder Xiao is reluctant to teach you a lesson, I can only reluctantly help him and let you realize just how useless you are."

You're already twelve years old, and you're still living in a first-rate sect like Qingyang Palace. You haven't even entered the third-rate realm yet. If you were outside, you would have been eaten alive.

But I think it'll be soon. After all, you can't even tell good from bad. I hope you'll still be just as arrogant then!

After saying that, Lin Yuan took his senior sister's hand and walked towards the Danyang lineage. He had wasted enough time today, let alone with an unreasonable little girl. This made him very eager to return to the Scripture Pavilion to check his beloved martial arts manuals.

Xiao Lingling was stunned by Lin Yuan's hurtful words. No one had ever spoken to her so harshly before. But when she came to her senses, she was filled with extreme shame. She had been called a good-for-nothing.

This was unbearable for Xiao Lingling, who once considered herself a favored daughter of heaven. The jealousy and hatred in her heart almost consumed all her reason.

"Lin Yuan, you just wait! You hit me today, and my father and senior brother will never let you get away with this!"

Lin Yuan ignored the roars behind him. If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Weiran had indeed taken him away from the servants' quarters, Xiao Lingling wouldn't have the strength to yell at him now.

Although the kick just now seemed to be very heavy, Lin Yuan actually used his true energy to protect Xiao Lingling's vital parts. Otherwise, with his strength as a master of innate cultivation, Xiao Lingling would have been crippled long ago. He just wanted to teach her a lesson.

Lin Yuan didn't actually have much ill will towards Xiao Lingling; she was just a spoiled little girl. The reason he did this was simply to draw Ling Xiao's attention to himself, so that Ling Xiao wouldn't have any bad intentions towards his senior sister.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan suddenly stopped.

"Senior sister, you should really stay away from Xiao Lingling in the future! I have a feeling that getting close to her won't bring any good!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ran, who had been lost in thought, immediately looked up and smiled mischievously.

"Junior brother, are you showing concern for your senior sister?"

"Um!"

Lin Yuan nodded frankly. He never hid his feelings from those close to him, because he always felt that hiding one's emotions was very uncomfortable.

Hearing Lin Yuan's straightforward answer, Zhao Ran was momentarily taken aback. After all, in this world, the affection between men and women, and even between fathers and daughters, is usually quite reserved.

Even when they express concern, it's usually done in a very subtle way.

However, seeing Lin Yuan's increasingly serious little face, Zhao Ran finally couldn't help but pinch his slightly chubby cheeks.

"Okay! I understand, junior brother!"

Her tone carried an indescribable doting affection, and at that moment she suddenly felt very comfortable being with her junior brother.

Unlike his senior brother, the junior brother is calm and quick-witted, but he rarely has bad intentions.

He didn't hide his feelings too much when he was close to her. Apart from his greed for martial arts, Zhao Ran realized that he didn't have the petty thoughts that older boys or men of this era had when looking at women.

Instead, it was a state of near equality, and this difference made Zhao Ran realize that her junior brother truly regarded her as a normal senior sister.

Unlike her senior brother, who treated her somewhat like a personal possession when they were close. Of course, this doesn't mean that the senior brother was bad. After all, girls in this era always have to get married, and it's not a bad thing if they can marry a senior brother they know well.

However, comparing the two, she still preferred her junior brother's attitude of treating her as an independent person. After all, if one could be a person, who would want to be someone else's personal possession?

Lin Yuan did not shy away from Zhao Ran's intimacy. No matter how much he denied it, his body was still that of a six-year-old child.

Moreover, he had looked in the mirror and found that after joining the Danyang lineage, his originally sallow and thin face had become fairer and rounder under the nourishment of various medicinal diets. Sometimes he couldn't help but want to pinch his increasingly boyish self.