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

"You...cut it?"

Yang Guo swallowed hard. "It was...it was an accident..."

"You accidentally cut it like this?" Little Dragon Girl waved the triangular piece of cloth in her hand. "What is this? A kite?"

Yang Guo's mind worked incredibly fast.

She doesn't know her!

She had no idea what this thing was!

Yeah! People these days have never seen anything like this before!

Everyone wore shorts and underpants, even the girls in brothels wore tube tops and trousers.

To Xiaolongnu, this style, which appeared almost a thousand years later, was nothing more than a tattered piece of cloth.

Since it doesn't involve "obscenity" or "vulgarity," then it falls under the category of "damaging property."

Although the nature of the crime is heinous, it does not warrant the death penalty!

With a great weight lifted from Yang Guo's heart, his mind immediately became active again.

"Sister! I only meant well!"

Yang Guo knelt on the ground with a "plop," his face instantly changing to an expression of heartache and a bit of grievance.

Little Dragon Girl waved the triangular piece of cloth in her hand, "You call cutting my handkerchief like this a painstaking effort?"

"If you can't give me a straight answer today, watch out for your butt!"

Yang Guo rubbed his buttocks, which were now just right, raised his head, his gaze sincere, and his eyes slightly red.

"Sister, I've been eating and drinking for free in the ancient tomb all these days, and you've even spent time instructing me in martial arts. I feel... truly guilty!"

He pointed to the pile of clothes, "When I was washing my sister's clothes just now, I noticed that although the material was good, the styles were too outdated, and... and they used up too much fabric!"

Little Dragon Girl was completely bewildered: "Wasting fabric?"

"That's right!" Yang Guo stood up and began to spout nonsense with a straight face. "The Ancient Tomb Sect emphasizes a life of simplicity and tranquility. But look at your clothes, sister, layer upon layer. Not only are they a hassle to wash, but they're also cumbersome to wear. If you encounter a powerful enemy, these long sleeves will hinder your martial arts skills!"

Little Dragon Girl thought about it.

It seems... there is some truth to it?

"so what?"

"So I thought, could I design a new type of clothing for my sister that is lightweight, saves on materials, and is also convenient for practicing martial arts!" Yang Guo pointed to the triangular underwear, "This is part of the 'new type of martial arts clothing' that I came up with."

Little Dragon Girl held up the piece of cloth, which was no bigger than the palm of her hand, and gestured with it.

"Can you even wear this?"

She moved the thing closer to herself.

"What does this even cover?" Little Dragon Girl looked coldly at Yang Guo. "Are you mocking me?"

Yang Guo broke out in a cold sweat again.

This lie is too big to cover up.

"Yes! Of course!" Yang Guo said, forcing a smile. "Sister, you don't know, this is called the 'close-fitting' tailoring method. This piece of fabric... it's worn inside! The very innermost layer!"

The Little Dragon Girl's eyes looked even stranger.

Wear it as the innermost layer?

What to wear?

"Yang Guo," Xiaolongnu's voice turned serious, "Do you think I'm easy to fool?"

"I'm innocent!" Yang Guo quickly waved his hands. "This is just a mock experiment! It's...it's a test subject! Yes, a test subject!"

He snatched the triangular piece of cloth from Xiaolongnu's hand.

"I've never made clothes before, so I'm a novice. I was thinking of practicing on a handkerchief first, trying out the stitches and cutting techniques. Once I'm more skilled, I'll find a large piece of fabric to make proper clothes for my sister."

As Yang Guo spoke, he observed Xiaolongnu's expression.

"I'm sorry I ruined this handkerchief. But I swear, when I come down from the mountain, I will buy you ten, no, a hundred pieces of the finest Yun brocade to make up for it!"

Seeing his confident and determined appearance, Xiaolongnu's anger subsided considerably.

Although this kid is cunning, he hasn't really done anything outrageous these past few days. And judging from the way he clumsily sews, he doesn't seem like he's deliberately trying to cause trouble.

"That's enough."

Little Dragon Girl sighed, "It's just a handkerchief."

She straightened her skirt and walked out, only remembering something when she reached the door, and said slowly.

"Hurry up and finish this garment; I want to see what it looks like!"

After hearing this, Yang Guo rolled his eyes. Chun Chun had dug herself another big hole.

……

The next day at noon, Yang Guo finished his repairs, and carrying the sewn "treasure," he left the ancient tomb.

After turning two bends in the mountain, a figure was already standing under the crooked old pine tree ahead.

Yin Zhiping paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. He had specially changed into a brand-new Taoist robe today, and his hair was neatly combed, but his eyes kept looking towards the intersection, making him seem somewhat restless.

Upon seeing Yang Guo appear, Yin Zhiping's eyes lit up instantly, looking like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days seeing a bone, completely losing the demeanor of a high-ranking Taoist priest.

"Guo'er!"

Yin Zhiping rushed over in three steps at a time.

"How did it go? Did you get it done?"

Yang Guo cursed "pervert" in his heart, but immediately put on a bitter and resentful expression.

"Ouch... Master, I almost lost my life in the ancient tomb!"

Upon hearing this, Yin Zhiping's heart skipped a beat, and his face instantly paled: "What? You've been discovered? Miss Long kicked you out?"

"No, not at all." Yang Guo waved his hand, looking terrified. "If I had been discovered, would I still be alive to see you? It's just... this thing is so difficult to obtain!"

He started making things up.

"You have no idea how vigilant the Fairy Sister is. When she practices her skills in the ancient tomb, she's incredibly perceptive, able to tell the difference between male and female even from the sound of a fly buzzing by. To get this for you, I lurked in the shadows, holding my breath, not daring to even breathe, for a full two hours!"

As Yang Guo spoke, he secretly observed Yin Zhiping's expression. Seeing that the old Taoist priest seemed stunned, he intensified his efforts.

"Later, after much waiting, the fairy sister went to eat, and only then did I muster my courage and sneak into her boudoir. That place... tsk tsk, it was chillingly cold and full of traps. Every step I took was fraught with danger, for fear of triggering some mechanism and being pierced by a thousand arrows!"

Yin Zhiping was terrified, yet his desire only intensified.

"Alright, alright, I know you've worked hard." Yin Zhiping interrupted him impatiently, "Where's the stuff? Did you get it or not?"

Seeing that the time was almost right, Yang Guo slowly put his hand into his robe.

"Master, you must catch this. This is something I risked my life for."

As he spoke, he carefully took out the white cloth, as if holding a fragile glass cup, and handed it to Yin Zhiping.

Yin Zhiping's breath hitched.

In Yang Guo's palm was a neatly folded piece of white cloth. The cloth looked somewhat familiar, like ordinary cotton and linen, but the faint, cool fragrance emanating from it made Yin Zhiping feel as if he had been frozen in place.

Yin Zhiping would never forget that scent. Even in his dreams, the aroma haunted him, leaving him feeling lost and melancholic for a long time after waking up.

Yin Zhiping reached out with trembling hands. When his fingertips touched the fabric, he recoiled as if he had been electrocuted, then grabbed it tightly in his hand.

"This...this is..."