"Thank you for setting me straight, Young Master. Ying'er knows what you mean, and I absolutely won't cause you trouble. I also know Cloud Province hides dragons and crouching tigers, which is why I left Xin'er in You Province. That way, even if something goes wrong with the Cloud Province sub-helm, Baisuan Pavilion will still remain the overlord of You Province." The young girl's face was filled with respect, but her tone was extremely firm.
"Mm." Lin Xuan nodded. "As long as you're mentally prepared for the difficulties. In short, put safety above all else. Though I can't openly provide protection, I can still act from the shadows. If you truly encounter some major danger, there's no need to grit your teeth and bear it. If the Branch Altar is destroyed, then so be it. I don't want to see anything happen to you, Ying'er." Lin Xuan spoke with a smile. When facing enemies, he was cold-blooded and ruthless, but toward his own people, he had always been protective. This was also why Lu Ying'er and Liu Xin had remained loyal and devoted for a hundred years—it was not merely because of that sheet of Blood Pact.
"Yes, this humble maid understands." Lu Ying'er spoke with deep gratitude.
"Also, since you came here, I assume you intend to attend the Sky Cloud Trade Fair opening in half a month."
"Mm." Lu Ying'er nodded. "Actually, this humble maid received an invitation."
"An invitation?" Lin Xuan froze, his expression turning somewhat odd.
Lu Ying'er smiled and began to recount things in a clear, unhurried manner. "It seems Young Master isn't very clear on the ins and outs of the Sky Cloud Trade Fair."
"Oh? Tell me." Lin Xuan's face showed interest. Along the way, he had merely picked up hearsay, and as