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The group had been standing in Yunhai Square for a short while, looking around, when they suddenly heard a clear, familiar voice coming from beside a huge bronze cauldron not far away:

"Xiao Chuan, Xiao Fan, Seventh Senior Brother, we're here!"

Following the sound, they saw Tian Ling'er standing beside the bronze cauldron, waving vigorously at them.

Standing beside him were Song Daren, He Dazhi, and others; most of the disciples of Dazhu Peak were there.

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled and waved to Tian Ling'er before quickly leading Zhang Xiaofan and Du Bishu through the sparse crowd.

"Senior Sister Ling'er."

Jiang Xiaochuan walked closer and naturally reached out to ruffle Tian Ling'er's hair.

In return, she gave him a light slap.

"I've told you so many times, don't touch my hair!" Tian Ling'er scolded playfully, but a smile played on her lips.

"I'm used to it, I'm used to it." Jiang Xiaochuan chuckled and withdrew his hand.

Song Daren was discussing in hushed tones with Wu Dayi and Zheng Dali, occasionally glancing at the unfamiliar faces.

Wu Dayi remarked with emotion, "This Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament has indeed seen quite a few new faces. Sixty years have passed, and the old have been replaced by the new."

Zheng Dali nodded in agreement: "Yes, many of the junior brothers and sisters look very unfamiliar."

Jiang Xiaochuan followed their gaze and casually remarked, "It's more lively with more newcomers. I heard there are quite a few talented disciples this year, such as..."

Before they could exchange more than a few words, they suddenly heard a gentle female voice coming from behind them:

"Junior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother Song, it's been a long time!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

A group of women dressed in moon-white Taoist robes, with elegant and refined demeanor, were walking gracefully toward them.

The person in the lead had gentle features, a smile on her lips, and impeccable manners.

It was Wenmin.

Behind her followed four or five women dressed in moon-white Taoist robes, each with remarkable appearance and a temperament that ranged from aloof to lively. They all looked at the group from Dazhu Peak with smiles on their faces.

Upon hearing this, Song Daren's body visibly stiffened, as if he had been frozen in place.

He turned around helplessly, opened his mouth, and made a few "uh" and "ah" sounds.

He Dazhi, whose eyes were shining, couldn't wait any longer.

He rushed forward, his face beaming with a warm smile, and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Haha, Senior Sister Wenmin! What a coincidence!"

Wen Min shifted her gaze from Song Daren to He Dazhi's face, and smiled, saying, "Senior Brother He, you are as charming as ever."

As she spoke, her gaze inadvertently swept over Jiang Xiaochuan, and seeing him smiling and looking in their direction, she nodded slightly at him, her smile deepening.

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled and returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

He Dazhi was flattered and repeatedly said, "Senior Sister Wenmin has such a good memory! We only met briefly at the last Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament, yet you still remember me!"

Wen Min said gently, "I remember Senior Brother He's tenacity; he fought hard for nearly a hundred rounds in the first round of the last competition before finally losing."

He Dazhi's face flushed instantly. He chuckled awkwardly, his eyes darting around before glancing at Song Daren. His voice rose:

"Let's not dwell on those old stories! My skills are far inferior to our senior brother, who is usually taciturn but always thinks of you and chants your name even during his seclusion!"

Upon hearing this, Wenmin's cheeks flushed red. She didn't answer, but only glanced shyly at Song Daren before lowering her eyes.

The junior sisters from Little Bamboo Peak behind her burst into a burst of clear, cheerful laughter, each of them making faces.

Song Daren blushed furiously and waved his hands repeatedly, "Fourth Brother! What nonsense are you talking about! Nothing of the sort!"

"What?" A bolder female disciple from Xiaozhu Peak asked, hands on her hips, her eyes full of laughter. "Senior Brother Song, are you saying you didn't care about Senior Sister Wenmin at all?"

In a moment of impulsiveness, Song Daren blurted out, "No, no! I have been thinking of you... I..."

He was stunned to realize his mistake as soon as the words left his mouth.

"Hahaha!!"

Both groups burst into even louder laughter at the same time!

After the laughter subsided, He Dazhi bowed solemnly to the group from Xiaozhu Peak and slowly said:

"Dear senior sisters, please allow me to explain. Actually, the eldest brother's meaning may have been expressed in a somewhat simplified way."

He paused, and under the curious gazes of the crowd, said, word by word, "His true intention was that he didn't think about Senior Sister Wenmin 'all the time'..."

"It should be 'constantly' on your mind!"

"puff!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

After a brief silence, an even more violent uproar of laughter erupted! Even disciples from other branches nearby looked over with amusement.

Song Daren glared angrily at He Dazhi, but when he stole a glance at Wen Min, he saw that although her cheeks were flushed, she covered her mouth with her sleeve, her eyebrows were curved, and her shoulders trembled slightly as she smiled.

The embarrassment and annoyance in Song Daren's heart instantly melted away, replaced by a sweet feeling.

But he still awkwardly tried to explain, "Junior Sister Wen, they... they're talking nonsense, don't be angry..."

Wen Min couldn't help but chuckle. She first turned around and playfully patted her laughing junior sisters, then turned back to Song Daren and asked softly, "So... Senior Brother Song, what are you really thinking?"

"I...I..." Song Daren's face turned red and his forehead was covered in sweat. He stammered "I" for a long time but couldn't get the words out.

Seeing his expression, Wenmin was both annoyed and amused. She shook her head and prepared to change the subject.

Just then, Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly interrupted with a grin. He stepped forward, standing between Wen Min and Song Daren, first bowing to Wen Min, then deliberately speaking loudly:

"Senior Sister Wenmin, if you ask me, with your looks, cultivation, gentleness, and generosity, you are simply a role model among the female disciples of our Qingyun Sect! If our senior brother still doesn't like you, he's truly blind!"

He paused, then changed the subject, a mischievous smile spreading across his face as he glanced at Song Daren: "If Senior Brother really doesn't like it, then I'll have to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Daren suddenly lunged forward and covered his mouth, yelling, "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

Song Daren was both embarrassed and anxious, and he almost shouted at Wen Min, "I like her! I like Junior Sister Wen Min! I've always liked her!"

After he finished shouting, he was stunned. The color drained from his face and then flushed red again.

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

immediately……

"Pfft!"

"Hahaha!"

An even louder burst of laughter erupted!

Wu Dayi and Zheng Dali slapped their thighs and laughed heartily, Du Bishu laughed so hard he rubbed his stomach, and Zhang Xiaofan covered his mouth and chuckled. The female disciples of Xiaozhu Peak laughed so hard they almost fell over.

Disciples from other branches also looked over, their eyes filled with doubt.

Wenmin was taken aback at first, then her cheeks flushed red.

She finally couldn't hold back any longer, took two steps forward and gently patted Song Daren's stiff arm, her voice gentle and smiling: "Senior Brother Song, please let go of Junior Brother Jiang, he can't breathe."

Song Daren hurriedly let go and retreated, at a loss for what to do.

Jiang Xiaochuan took a couple of deep breaths and winked at Wen Min.

Wenmin caught his gaze, smiled, and gave him a reproachful look.

This subtle interaction was noticed by several female disciples of Xiaozhu Peak who had been watching with smiles, and they exchanged a meaningful glance.

As the laughter subsided, a round-faced, lively female disciple from Little Bamboo Peak suddenly peeked at Jiang Xiaochuan and said with a grin, "Junior Brother Jiang, long time no see! The last time I saw you was several years ago when you came to Little Bamboo Peak with Uncle Su, wasn't it?"

Another female disciple with her hair in twin buns chimed in, her eyes crinkling, "Yes, yes, Junior Brother Jiang was only this tall back then."

She gestured to her waist with her hand, "You've grown so much now, I almost didn't recognize you."