Five days later.
An exceptionally luxurious carriage slowly entered the road leading to the martial academy.
It was close to dusk at the time.
Inside the carriage, Lin Yuan lifted the curtain and looked at the sky outside: "Going to see my master at this time is indeed discourteous. It's just that I haven't seen my junior sister for a while and do miss her quite a bit."
Shortly afterward, the carriage steadily stopped at the entrance of his courtyard.
As he stepped into the inner room, he found Zhu Lingshan practicing martial arts techniques while Xiaoyun was beside her arranging for the servants to clean.
Lin Yuan had just stepped into the inner room.
"Young Master, you're back."
Xiaoyun looked thrilled and hurried over.
Seeing Xiaoyun's joyful, hopping demeanor, Lin Yuan couldn't help but smile.
As the little girl approached.
Lin Yuan extended his hand and flicked her forehead lightly with his finger.
