Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

Inside the martial arts arena.

Holding a long sword, Guo Fu was diligently practicing a sword technique that Yang Guo had taught her, which she had obtained through the system's daily login rewards.

Her figure moved gracefully, and the sword light flowed around her like water. Although she was still a little rough around the edges, she was already beginning to take shape.

Yang Guo stood to the side with his arms crossed, occasionally offering pointers: "Make your wrist a little softer... Yes, that's it. This move, 'Clouds Roll and Unroll,' emphasizes continuous movement; the sword intent should flow like clouds and water."

Guo Fu adjusted her swordplay as instructed, and her sword techniques indeed became more fluid and graceful.

After practicing a few moves, she sheathed her sword and stood still, a few beads of sweat on her forehead, but her face was full of excitement:

"Brother Yang, this sword technique is really interesting! It's much more practical than all the fancy moves I learned before!"

"The essence of martial arts lies in practicality." Yang Guo smiled as he wiped her sweat. "Now that Sister Fu's inner gate has been opened, she learns everything quickly. Given time, she will surely become a first-rate master."

"How long will it take?" Guo Fu's eyes sparkled.

"With diligent practice, and with the addition of my potent medicine..."

Before Yang Guo could finish speaking, a servant hurriedly approached.

"Young Master Yang, Madam requests your presence in the study, saying she has important matters to discuss."

Yang Guo raised an eyebrow slightly.

Why would his master want to see him at this hour?

He turned to Guo Fu and said, "Fu-mei, you practice on your own for now. I'll be right back."

"Okay." Guo Fu nodded obediently, and added, "Come back soon, I'll be waiting for you."

Yang Guo lightly kissed her forehead, then turned and left with the servants.

Huang Rong's study.

The study was brightly lit by candlelight. Huang Rong stood in front of the bookshelf, holding a scroll of military strategy, but she hadn't turned a single page for a long time.

The sound of footsteps grew louder as they approached.

"Master." Yang Guo pushed open the door and entered, closing it behind him.

Huang Rong turned around, about to speak, when Yang Guo suddenly stepped forward, opened his arms and embraced her tightly.

"Mmm..." Huang Rong was caught off guard and was suddenly embraced by him.

Yang Guo buried his face in the crook of her neck and took a deep breath.

The familiar scent wafted into his nostrils, sending a shiver down his spine.

He deliberately rubbed his cheek against the softness of her chest before looking up, a mischievous smile in his eyes:

"Master, have you summoned your disciple because you miss me?"

Huang Rong's cheeks flushed red, and she reached out to push him away: "Nonsense! Let go of me! What kind of behavior is this!"

Yang Guo not only didn't let go, but instead held her even tighter, whispering in her ear, "Didn't Master say before that it wasn't good to do it during the day? But it's night now..."

"Not even at night!" Huang Rong was both embarrassed and anxious. She forcefully broke free from his embrace, took two steps back, and straightened her clothes, which he had wrinkled. "I have something important to tell you!"

She glared at him reproachfully, but there was no real annoyance in her eyes; instead, there was a hint of unspoken excitement.

Seeing this, Yang Guo knew it was inappropriate to continue the commotion, so he suppressed his laughter and said seriously, "Master, please speak."

Huang Rong took a deep breath to calm herself before slowly saying, "The Beggars' Clan's informant reported that this evening, a woman in white and an old man entered the city."

Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat.

The woman in white, could she be Little Dragon Girl?

"The woman in white was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with an exceptionally beautiful face and a cool, aloof demeanor." Huang Rong stared into his eyes and said, word by word, "The old man called her—Little Dragon Girl."

As soon as he finished speaking, the study fell silent.

Yang Guo was also stunned.

Little Dragon Girl...she's really here!

A surge of excitement welled up within him, but along with that excitement came a complex mix of emotions.

Now he has Huang Rong, Guo Fu, Li Mochou, Lu Wushuang... and Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan, with whom he is about to establish a relationship.

What would a girl as pure as Xiaolongnu think upon seeing this scene?

I'm afraid they're going to run away again!

After all, she saw herself cultivating with Li Mochou and her master.

Caiqi ran away from home!

However, this time we can't let her get away so easily, relying on our silver tongue.

We must persuade Little Dragon Girl!

"Where are they now?" Yang Guo's voice was a little dry.

"The 'Yuelai Inn' in the south of the city." Huang Rong handed him a slip of paper. "This is the specific address."

Yang Guo took the note.

He looked at Huang Rong intently, then suddenly stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.

This time it wasn't flirting, but a serious hug.

"Thank you, Master," he whispered in her ear.

Huang Rong stiffened for a moment, then relaxed and gently patted his back: "Go ahead. Now that she's here, you should see her."

Yang Guo released her and turned to leave.

"Guo'er," Huang Rong suddenly called out to him.

Yang Guo turned around.

"Treat her well," Huang Rong said softly. "And... treat Fu'er well too."

Yang Guo nodded emphatically, pushed open the door, and left.

Huang Rong stood alone in the study, watching his figure disappear into the night. After a long while, she sighed softly.

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