If Zhao Yan remembered correctly, after Jun Zhiruo lost track of her older sister.
Because of a momentary childish whim when he was younger, he claimed to help her find her sister, and after bringing her home, he paid her no further attention.
Inside the hall, the golden-haired young girl placed the tea tray on the table beside the two, poured a cup of tea for each of them, and then gently pushed it towards them.
"Um, Young Master, did you find my sister? It's been ten years."
The young lady's voice was incredibly soft, as faint as a mosquito's hum; if Zhao Yan hadn't listened carefully, he would have thought the girl hadn't made a sound.
"Soon, soon."
Although Zhao Yan felt a little guilty in his heart, his expression remained unchanged as he calmly responded.
Indeed, solely due to his momentary lapse in judgment back then, he had caused the sisters to be separated for ten long years.
Speaking of which, he couldn't help but wonder if her sister was the fated female lead, even though several of the current statistics panels were still locked.
"Liar."
The young lady, who had originally kept her head down, mustered the courage to look up and said indignantly.
Although her voice was still not loud, it was significantly clearer than before.
Zhao Yan: "??"
Looking at the young lady's gently trembling soft parts, Zhao Yan's expression showed a hint of astonishment.
Could this Jun Zhiruo, like Pai Daxing, have such keen intuition?
The young man found this somewhat unfathomable.
"Cough, cough."
"Great nephew, I forgot to tell you."
"My niece-in-law awakened her Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart a few days ago."
"Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart?"
Hearing Zhao Shaoyun's words, a strange expression appeared on Zhao Yan's face.
The Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart, also known as the Saint's Heart, can discern good from evil and distinguish right from wrong.
This meant that as long as the young lady didn't die prematurely, Jun Zhiruo would start at the Saint Realm.
No wonder she could see through his lie at a glance when he just spoke.
But if his younger sister was so formidable, and considering her older sister, she did seem rather unusual.
On the other side, upon hearing the word "niece-in-law," the young lady's large soft parts vibrated even more intensely.
Jun Zhiruo wanted to say something, but due to her excessive shyness, the words couldn't leave her lips. Suddenly, her body went limp, and she directly collapsed into the young man's embrace.
Zhao Yan, who had been deep in thought, felt an extremely comfortable softness suddenly appear in his arms, and his expression became somewhat startled.
At this moment, Zhao Yan had a deeper understanding of the saying, "A woman who bows her head so low that her toes are not visible is already a peerless beauty."
"Pfft."
Seeing this scene, even Zhao Shaoyun, who had just taken a sip of tea, immediately spat it out.
"Um, great nephew, excuse me, second uncle needs to step out for a moment."
Zhao Shaoyun truly did not expect his great nephew to be so charming; this young lady immediately lay in another's arms upon seeing his nephew.
If he continued to stay here, it seemed rather inappropriate.
With this thought, Zhao Shaoyun coughed heavily, stood up, and quickly walked out of the hall.
"Mmm."
Hearing Zhao Shaoyun's words, the blush on the young lady's cheeks grew even more intense, like a ripe apple. She slowly lowered her head, her falling hair covering half of her face.
The young lady used her tender hands to gently cover her face, afraid to look directly at Zhao Yan, who was so close.
"Um, young lady, could you please get up first?"
Feeling the weight of the young lady on his legs, Zhao Yan blinked his eyes gently.
"I, I can't get up."
Hearing the young man's words, Jun Zhiruo looked at him through the gaps between her fingers, her voice growing even fainter.
"Why are you so handsome?"
Upon formally seeing the young man's face clearly, especially the deep blood gold mark, Jun Zhiruo's earlobes became even hotter, and she murmured softly.
"What did you say?"
If he could still barely hear her previous sentence, this time he could only vaguely hear the words "handsome."
"It's nothing."
"You."
Looking at the young lady trembling on his lap, Zhao Yan sighed helplessly.
Fortunately, he was the one who had brought this young lady home. If it had been someone else, with this kind of "freebie" level, tsk tsk.
What was this all about?
Then, he directly scooped Jun Zhiruo into his arms like a princess and placed her on a nearby stool.
"Don't worry, I definitely won't abandon your sister. I will definitely find her later."
Looking at the young lady sitting on the stool with a blush on her face and her delicate body trembling slightly, Zhao Yan said with a serious expression.
"Mm."
"I believe you."
Jun Zhiruo spoke softly. The young lady's heart told her that Zhao Yan's words were by no means false.
Seeing that the young lady's emotions were gradually calming down, Zhao Yan picked up the tea from the table and drank it in one gulp.
"Spirit Attachment Realm Ninth Level?"
As the tea flowed into his body from his mouth, a gentle yet surging spiritual energy spread from his limbs.
Sensing the breakthrough in his cultivation realm, Zhao Yan looked towards the tea in the teapot.
This tea could actually help him improve his realm, and he felt that his understanding of the Blazing Sun Sword Technique had become even deeper.
Even some parts of his Netherfire Divine Technique that he hadn't fully understood before were now much clearer.
"Good stuff!"
Zhao Yan's eyes lit up, and he picked up the teapot again and poured several more cups to drink until all the tea in the teapot was finished.
Sensing that his understanding of spirit techniques and spirit skills had deepened further, Zhao Yan nodded in satisfaction.
He hadn't expected such a miraculous item. He was definitely much stronger now than before.
Of course, the effects of the latter few cups were not as significant as the first, but they were still quite effective.
"Zhiruo, please sit here for a moment. You can go back by yourself later. I'm going to find my second uncle first."
After sitting for a while, Zhao Yan seemed to have thought of something and said to the young lady beside him.
"Mm-hmm."
Thinking of the pleasant scent emanating from the young man, Jun Zhiruo's beautiful eyes were filled with mist. She lowered her head, lost in thought.
On the road, Zhao Yan pondered carefully. Although Zhao Qingyan's mortality rate was only five percent, he still needed to be cautious and prepared.
The statistics panel indicated that this five percent would occur in the next few days but did not provide an exact time.
Although the probability was small, it was not impossible, and this did not indicate the difficulty of the action.
With his numerous raffle tickets, he should be able to obtain accurate time information from Pai Daxing.
However, he would still need his second uncle's assistance.
"Pai Daxing, can you calculate the exact time of Zhao Qingyan's outbreak?"
"Older brother, yes I can. It only requires four beginner lottery tickets."
Seemingly just waking up, Pai Daxing's voice sounded a bit languid.
"Use them."
"Okay, Older Brother. I've found it. It's tomorrow night."
Pai Daxing winked playfully.
"Great nephew, that was fast." Seeing Zhao Yan emerge from the hall in less than five minutes, Zhao Shaoyun's face was filled with surprise.
"Scram."
"Oh right, Second Uncle, can you do me a favor?"
Zhao Yan glanced at Zhao Shaoyun with a faint look, then slowly said.
"Great nephew, that Enlightenment Tea just now was pretty good, wasn't it?"
"Heh heh, tell me, Second Uncle will definitely handle it for you."
Zhao Shaoyun patted his chest, full of confidence.
"Second Uncle, the tea was indeed good. Thanks."
"Regarding the favor, I want to visit Zhao Qingyan's bedroom tomorrow night."
"Second Uncle, see if you can find a way to get the people around her away, and ensure it can't be traced back to us."
Zhao Yan rubbed his hands together, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth as he spoke slowly.
However, after waiting for a long time, he still received no response from his second uncle.
"Second Uncle?"
Seeing Zhao Shaoyun's slightly dazed expression, Zhao Yan called out again.
"Great nephew, your Second Uncle knows of your heroic nature."
"But the problem is, you can't be that lustful!"
"You want your Second Uncle to die!"
Zhao Shaoyun, returning to his senses, spoke with a mixture of grievance and shock.
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