Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Guo'er, calm down.

Yin Zhiping took a deep breath, forcibly cooling down his mind.

He told himself, "You are the sect leader's disciple, you must be composed, and you must trust Miss Long's taste."

"Master?"

Just as Yin Zhiping was struggling with his inner turmoil, Yang Guo had already dressed and strode out.

His complexion was rosy and he was full of energy. Although his Taoist robe was tattered, he exuded vitality. His eyes, in particular, were bright and piercing, clearly indicating that he had been well-nourished.

For the past few days, Yang Guo has been shirtless in the Ancient Tomb without any inhibitions. He was also naked after Xiaolongnu finished giving him a massage.

Who knew that Yin Zhiping would arrive at such a convenient time?

"Oh, Master, what brings you here?"

Yang Guo approached with a grin, completely oblivious to the terrible trouble he had caused.

Yin Zhiping stared intently at Yang Guo.

His gaze lingered for three seconds on the unbuttoned buttons of his collar, then swept over the red marks on his neck.

My heart was overflowing with bitterness.

"Put your clothes on!"

Yin Zhiping gritted his teeth and hissed, "What kind of behavior is this!"

Yang Guo chuckled and casually tugged at his collar: "It's hot in this ancient tomb because it's not well-ventilated."

hot?

The veins on Yin Zhiping's forehead throbbed.

You're telling me it's hot in this cold, ancient tomb?

What kind of heat is this?

Are you hot in your heart or in your body?

Yin Zhiping dared not think too deeply, fearing he would vomit blood on the spot. He turned his head away from Yang Guo and bowed deeply to Xiaolongnu, his face once again displaying that affectionate expression.

"Miss Long, my unruly disciple has caused you trouble these past few days."

Little Dragon Girl said expressionlessly, "It's alright. Not too troublesome."

Yin Zhiping, however, interpreted these words as having another meaning.

Not troublesome?

So you don't dislike it anymore?

It seems Miss Long is still giving me face, after all, I'm this kid's master. They say love extends to everything connected to the person they love… I suppose she's tolerating this kid because of me.

Thinking about it this way, Yin Zhiping felt a little better.

"The sect leader has ordered me to take Yang Guo back for questioning." Yin Zhiping didn't forget to play the cool card. "Miss Long, then this humble Taoist will take his leave."

Little Dragon Girl nodded and did not try to stop her.

Her gaze passed over Yin Zhiping and landed on Yang Guo.

"Did you get the medicine?" she asked.

Yang Guo patted his chest: "Take it, it's all here."

Little Dragon Girl nodded.

"Go."

As she spoke, she was about to close the door.

Just as the stone door was about to close, she suddenly seemed to remember something and added casually:

Come back soon.

After he finished speaking, the stone door slammed shut with a loud bang.

This one sentence left both men frozen in place.

Yang Guo stumbled and almost fell flat on his face.

He glanced back at the tightly closed stone door, a chill running down his spine.

This Sister Long, who usually doesn't say much, why did she suddenly say something like that today?

"Come back soon?"

Is this something I'm saying to myself?

Why did you bring me back so early? Just to get beaten up again? Or to keep telling stories?

Yang Guo rubbed his still slightly sore buttocks, inwardly groaning. This life of being a kept man was delicious, but the price was high.

Yin Zhiping, standing to the side, remained frozen in place.

It took Yin Zhiping quite a while to come to his senses.

An unusual flush appeared on her face.

"Come back soon..."

Yin Zhiping repeated those four words in a low voice.

She told me to come back soon.

She said it to me!

It was definitely directed at me!

Yang Guo's chances of survival on this trip are slim; it's uncertain whether he'll even return alive. How could Miss Long, so intelligent, not know this?

Therefore, this can only be said to me!

I told her before that I wanted to leave the religion and come to the ancient tomb, and she neither agreed nor refused.

Now she says, "Come back soon."

What does this mean?

This is a blatant invitation!

She was telling me that once I finished dealing with worldly matters, I should hurry back to her side!

Yin Zhiping felt like he was floating, and the slight resentment he had felt about Yang Guo not wearing clothes vanished instantly.

What green hat? It doesn't exist!

That was all to test me!

Miss Long is waiting for me to give my opinion!

"Master?" Yang Guo looked at Yin Zhiping's expression, which was alternating between crying and laughing, and felt a little uneasy. "Are you... alright? Are you possessed?"

Yin Zhiping suddenly came to his senses.

"Guo'er!"

That call was so affectionate.

Yang Guo got goosebumps all over: "Master... Master, please talk this out, don't hit me."

"Good disciple! Truly a good disciple of your master!"

Yin Zhiping was so excited he was almost incoherent, "You did a great job this time! You did an excellent job! Although you smashed the stone tablet and you hit someone, in my eyes, you have done a great service!"

Yang Guo was completely bewildered.

Is this old Taoist priest insane?

"Master, what's wrong with you...?"

"Don't say anything! I understand!" Yin Zhiping waved his hand, his voice full of magnanimity. "I know you've suffered in there, and I know you've been speaking well of me. I appreciate your kindness!"

He took a deep breath and looked back at the ancient tomb with deep affection.

"Miss Long, rest assured. I, Yin, will certainly not let you down!"

After saying that, he turned around and strode forward.

"Let's go! Back to the palace!"

Yin Zhiping, full of vigor, declared, "Even if the sect leader wants to punish you, I, your master, will protect you today! Even if it costs me this Taoist robe, I will safeguard you!"

Yin Zhiping had already planned it out in his mind. If protecting Yang Guo angered the sect leader, he could take this opportunity to leave Quanzhen and come to this Ancient Tomb to live a carefree life.

Yang Guo stood there, watching Yin Zhiping, who seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, his lips twitching several times.

"This person..."

Yang Guo shook his head and sighed.

"It's hopeless."

Although he didn't know what Yin Zhiping was imagining, judging from the situation, the old man had probably already picked out names for the child with Sister Long in his imagined world.

"Never mind, never mind."

Yang Guo shrugged and followed.

Anyway, it's a good thing that someone is taking the blame.

……

Chongyang Palace.

When Yin Zhiping led Yang Guo into the main hall, everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Guo.

Lu Qingdu knelt on the ground, his head wrapped in thick gauze, looking just like an Indian. As soon as Yang Guo entered, he immediately started wailing.

"That's him! That's the little beast!"

Lu Qingdu pointed at Yang Guo, his voice shrill, "Look what you've done to me! Look what you've done to my fellow disciples! Sect Leader, you must stand up for us!"

Zhao Zhijing stood aside, sneering repeatedly.

"Yang Guo, do you know your crime?"

He stepped forward and shouted sternly, "You've come to see the Sect Leader, why aren't you kneeling down!"

Yang Guo pursed his lips and ignored him.

His gaze swept across the main hall, finally landing on Qiu Chuji in the very center.

The white-bearded old Taoist priest was staring at him with a stern and authoritative expression.

"Yang Guo".

Qiu Chuji spoke, his voice booming like a bell, "Lu Qingdu says you secretly learned demonic arts, harmed your fellow disciples, and even destroyed the ancestral boundary marker. What do you have to say for yourself?"

Yang Guo was about to speak.

Suddenly, Yin Zhiping stepped forward and stood in front of Yang Guo.

"Master!"

Yin Zhiping cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his voice ringing out, "There's more to this than meets the eye!"