Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 175 The Enchanting Young Master Jin Ping'er
In the East China Sea, outside Changhe City, there is a secluded manor.

This manor is the same one where Zhang Xiaofan got married. Over the past ten years, it has not been abandoned and is regularly cleaned.

Changhe City is adjacent to the East China Sea, so it receives a lot of rainfall. Zhang Xiaofan arrived at an inopportune time, just as it was raining.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The torrential rain pounded against the oil-paper umbrella, eventually turning into streams of water that quickly fell to the ground along the edge of the umbrella.

Looking at the manor gate that was no longer closed, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but smile, and he pushed the door open and went inside.

Besides him, only that little girl from back then had the key to this manor.

Passing through the corridor, Zhang Xiaofan arrived at a secluded courtyard, but then his eyes narrowed slightly.

Under the eaves of the courtyard, instead of the familiar young girl, stood a graceful woman in a pale yellow fitted dress.

The woman had a graceful figure, delicate and beautiful features, and an absolutely stunning face. More importantly, she possessed a unique charm that made it difficult to look away from her. Every smile and frown seemed to exude a special allure.

Two pairs of eyes met through the rain curtain between the eaves and umbrellas, finally converging in the downpour.

"I didn't expect that Young Master Miao would have time to visit my Peach Blossom Garden instead of staying in Xiaoxiang Valley. However, it seems a bit inappropriate to come uninvited?"

Zhang Xiaofan stared coldly at the woman in the pale yellow dress and said in a stern voice. As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofan, holding an oil-paper umbrella, slowly walked to the eaves.

Seeing this, Jin Ping'er was not angry at all. Instead, she had a gentle smile on her face and took the oil-paper umbrella from Zhang Xiaofan's hand. She looked just like a virtuous wife waiting for her husband to return home.

Zhang Xiaofan raised his hand to avoid Jin Ping'er's jade hand, hung the oil-paper umbrella aside, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the courtyard.

Zhang Xiaofan looked up and saw a thin, otherworldly old man standing on the corridor outside the courtyard. Behind him was a lively and agile girl in red.

"Grandpa, it's all your fault! You went out without an umbrella. Look, you're all soaked now!"

The girl in red patted the raindrops off her clothes, her clear and melodious voice echoing in the rain, carrying a hint of reproach. Upon hearing this, the old man became angry and glared at her.

"How can you blame me? It was all because you insisted on buying candied hawthorns. Otherwise, we would have been home long ago, and we wouldn't have needed to get soaked in the rain."

"What do you mean 'home'? This is my older brother's home. We're just staying here temporarily."

The girl in red explained very seriously, but there was a strange emotion in her serious expression, and her heart was also fluttering.

The old man chuckled and waved his hand dismissively.

"So what? This estate is so big, and he hardly ever stays here. What's wrong with calling it our home? Besides, he gave you the key, so isn't this our home?"

The girl in red remained silent, but a hint of sadness appeared on her face, which was gradually losing its youthful innocence.

But when she reached the entrance of the courtyard, the girl's eyes widened suddenly, and her face lit up with surprise. After cheering, she ran over quickly and said happily.

"Big brother, what brings you here?"

“There seems to be something unusual along the coast of the East China Sea. I was passing by, so I decided to come and take a look.”

Zhang Xiaofan spoke with a light laugh, a gentle smile on his face.

Over the past ten years, Zhang Xiaofan frequently descended the mountain and encountered Zhou Yixian and Xiao Huan several times. The two had always lived a nomadic life, sleeping in the open and without a fixed abode. Grateful to Xiao Huan for helping him resolve his doubts, Zhang Xiaofan gave her a key to the manor, providing them with a place to stay when they traveled around the area.

Xiao Huan's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and she subconsciously looked at Jin Ping'er beside her. However, she saw that Jin Ping'er's face showed no abnormality. Instead, she smiled and walked towards her, speaking softly.

"Little Huan, go inside and change your clothes quickly, lest you catch a cold."

"Can't any of you see me? Don't you know how to take care of the elderly? Don't you understand the importance of respecting the elderly and caring for the young?"

Zhou Yixian, who had been left out in the cold, walked over in the rain, leaning on his bamboo pole. As he spoke, he couldn't help but sneeze, which made Xiao Huan and Jin Ping'er move away from him.

"Grandpa, you'd better go change your clothes quickly. The medicine is very expensive, and I don't have the money to get it for you."

Seeing this, Xiao Huan quickly spoke up, and Zhou Yixian rolled his eyes and pointed at Zhang Xiaofan.

"You silly girl, isn't it because Master Zhang is here? With him involved, who would accept his money?"

"Old man, you should go back and change your clothes. The medicinal herbs are a minor matter, but at your age, you probably can't withstand the strain."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan spoke softly, as if concerned about Zhou Yixian's health, but his words made Zhou Yixian roll his eyes in anger.

Xiao Huan knew that Zhang Xiaofan seemed taciturn, but once he opened his mouth, his words were more precise than needle pricks. However, Jin Ping'er, who was standing to the side, was seeing this for the first time and couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

Over the past decade, as the arrogance of the demonic sect has grown, the name of Master Zhang of the Qingyun Sect has become increasingly renowned. In fact, in many places, people have enshrined the longevity tablet of Master Zhang, whom they have never even seen in person, in their homes.

In Jin Ping'er's memory, Zhang Xiaofan had always been a taciturn and extremely cold sword immortal, whose hands were stained with the blood of countless demonic sect disciples.

But today, Jin Ping'er seemed to have discovered a new world, something she had never imagined before. Zhang Xiaofan's appearance was quite interesting.

"you you you……"

Zhou Yixian angrily flung his sleeves and returned to his small room, which made Xiao Huan and Jin Ping'er giggle.

Neither Zhang Xiaofan nor Jin Ping'er had known Zhou Yixian for long, so they naturally knew what kind of personality the latter had.

Xiao Huan looked down at her somewhat disheveled appearance, her face suddenly flushing. She glanced cautiously at Zhang Xiaofan before speaking softly.

"Big brother, wait for me a moment, I'll change my clothes and then I'll cook."

"No need, I'll do it."

Zhang Xiaofan replied softly, and after watching Xiao Huan return to her room, his expression turned cold. He turned to look at Jin Ping'er and said in a cold voice.

"Young Master Miao is still here, perhaps waiting for me to personally see him off?"

"What, could it be that Master Zhang is going to slay demons and monsters? But I don't seem to be a vicious demon, do I?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Ping'er smiled slightly, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"Of course, if you really want to imprison me, I am a weak woman and have no choice but to submit to you. I only ask that you treat me kindly."

(End of this chapter)