Hou Lin was a bulky man. He was probably twice as wide as Xie Jing. Such a huge figure was actually lifted off the ground by the force of a chopstick and slammed into the pillar behind him. His hand was also firmly nailed to the pillar by the chopstick.
For a moment, blood gushed from Hou Lin's hand. He endured the pain and yanked out the chopstick. Strangely enough, it was just an ordinary chopstick with no special treatment at the end. But this blunt chopstick had managed to pierce through Hou Lin's palm and embed itself deeply in the pillar. This was enough to show how powerful the person who had launched the chopstick was.
Hou Lin became more cautious. He carefully looked in the direction from which the chopstick had come. It should be from outside the Wanhua Tower.
"Who's there?"
There was still some dumpling wrapper on the chopstick. The wrapper was still warm, indicating that the chopstick had been snatched from someone who was eating dumplings.
"Hope I'm not too late?"
Zhao Shuning stepped into the Wanhua Tower and looked around. The young man who had come with Zhao Shuning earlier was completely stunned when he saw Zhao Shuning snatch a chopstick from someone, shoot it straight through the window of the Wanhua Tower, and hit Hou Lin.
Even at this moment, Zhao Shuning didn't forget to pay for the dumplings before entering the Wanhua Tower. The young man was still standing outside in a daze. His legs were trembling. Only then did he realize what kind of person he had been with earlier.
As soon as Zhao Shuning entered, she was startled by the scene inside. The people in the Wanhua Tower were also shocked. They had thought that the person coming to take charge would be a strong and sturdy young master, but instead, it was an extremely young and beautiful girl.
Xie Jing's face was swollen. His eyes were barely open, and he couldn't make out the girl's appearance clearly. He only thought that her voice was very nice and that she should be quite good at fighting too.
Xie Jing was lying on the ground, unable to move. But as soon as Xie Buwan saw Zhao Shuning, he held his breath. His eyes and face were filled with disbelief.
Zhao Shuning walked forward. Hou Lin took a few steps back.
"What are you doing here, girl?"
"Just watching the show."
Zhao Shuning answered casually. This answer really shocked the girls in the building.
"I should have no grudges against you, girl."
"Well, you have no grudge against me. I'm here not for you, but for my naughty kids."
With that, Zhao Shuning gently moved her hand. The ropes on Xie Buwan's body snapped.
Hou Lin was angry but dared not speak out.
Zhao Shuning said, "You've beaten them like this. They've suffered so much, and you still tied them up to watch your show. I say, you—oh, what's your name again?"
"I'm Hou Lin, a warrior from the Eastern Zhou."
"Hou Lin, right. Hou Lin, how can you be so shameless? Don't you know that the Eastern Wilderness is different from your Eastern Continent? You shouldn't act so wildly here with such hobbies."
Xie Buwan was untied. The corner of his mouth still hurt. He endured the discomfort and stepped forward to salute Zhao Shuning. Just as he was about to kneel, Zhao Shuning gently supported him and helped him up.
"Xie Buwan, the eldest son of the Xie family, pays respects to—"
"Alright, step back first."
Zhao Shuning felt that she couldn't accept such a grand salute yet. Looking at Xie Buwan's appearance, he should be older than her. And from his expression, it seemed that he had recognized her as soon as she appeared.
Xie Buwan never expected that the woman from the painting in his mother's Zhao family would actually stand in front of him. For over forty years, his mother, father, grandfather, and great - grandfather had tried every means to find his little aunt. If one were to ask why the Zhao family had achieved their current status, a large part, no, almost ninety percent of it, was because of his little aunt.
When Xie Buwan and the others were born, they had never seen their little aunt. They only knew about her from the painting. But they knew that this little aunt was extremely noble in the Zhao family. Even the Xie family had received great favors from her. The Xie family's clan - protecting monster had survived because of her. Moreover, she had given the Xie family a more powerful Fire Eater monster. Now the Fire Eater had grown even stronger. It was said that although the Fire Eater was the Xie family's clan - protecting divine beast, its first master was also his little aunt.
His little aunt's status in the Xie family was even more noble. Even his grandfather would respectfully call her senior when he saw her. And his father, when talking about his little aunt, more often than not, didn't call her by her name or "little sister" like his mother did, but directly called her "boss". In short, the people of the Xie family had heard countless stories about their little aunt. He had also deeply engraved his little aunt's portrait in his mind.
Xie Buwan always thought that a person as beautiful as his little aunt and as incredibly talented in both spiritual power and mental power must have been overly glorified by the Zhao family. But today, when he saw his little aunt walk in through the door, he realized that all the praises from the Zhao and Xie families were not even a tenth of her real charm.
Now what he saw was no longer the lifeless little aunt in the painting, but a living, smiling girl with an extremely nice voice. Xie Buwan's excitement was truly indescribable.
Zhao Shuning, however, was not as excited as he was. On the contrary, she was very calm.
Hou Lin was also very surprised to see Xie Buwan salute this little girl. He stepped back and said, "You know each other?"
"Not really. This is the first time I've met these two kids. By the way, weren't there supposed to be two kids? Xie Buwan, where's Xie Jing?"
Before Xie Buwan could speak, Xie Jing, who was lying on the ground, shouted out.
"Which sweetheart is calling me? As long as you save me today, the Xie family will surely thank you well."
Xie Buwan covered his forehead and thought it was bad.
Zhao Shuning just smiled. To be honest, although Xie Jing was the second young master, he had inherited Xie Yu's rascal personality to the fullest.
Zhao Shuning's hands moved nimbly. She tossed a pill into Xie Jing's mouth while he was speaking. Xie Jing choked a bit but still swallowed it. After swallowing the pill, he said again, "What did you feed me? Why does it smell so bad!"
"Are you Xie Jing?"
"That's me!"
"You've been beaten like this, but your mouth is still so sharp. I say, why didn't Hou Lin just beat you to death? It would have been more trouble - free."
Huh?
Xie Buwan looked up in shock. This little aunt seemed different from what he had imagined.