Witty Young Master, Jin Ping'er

Outside Qingyun Mountain, Yudu City

"Xiao Han, if we go down the mountain like this, will Master and the others object?" Lu Xueqi asked weakly at Xiao Han's side.

Ever since Lu Xueqi had obtained the Zhu Xian Ancient Sword in the Illusory Moon Cave Mansion, Xiao Han had brought her down Qingyun Mountain under the pretext of gaining experience.

Xiao Han said blandly, "Would they dare?"

Hearing this, Lu Xueqi looked at Xiao Han for quite a while before finally asking curiously, "Xiao Han, are you really the Patriarch?"

The corner of Xiao Han's lips curved upward as he countered, "What do you think?"

"Me?"

Lu Xueqi paused slightly before saying, "I can't say. I always feel that you aren't Patriarch Qingyunzi. Sometimes you're serious, and sometimes you're frivolous. You're like a young man who has just come of age. Aside from your cultivation and your appearance being identical to the Patriarch's, I can't see anything in you that a Patriarch should possess."

Xiao Han gave Lu Xueqi an appreciative look, secretly praising her sharp eyes. The system had given him an identity, but it was merely an identity. He was still Xiao Han, who had transmigrated to the Dou Po Plane. "All right, we're here. Let's go in."

"Huh?"

Lu Xueqi stopped in her tracks and stared blankly at the shop before her. "Xiao Han, you mean we're going in here?"

"Yes." Xiao Han nodded.

"Xiao Han, this is Brocade Workshop." Lu Xueqi's delicate brows furrowed as she looked at him in surprise. Brocade Workshop was a place that made clothes. Why would a man like Xiao Han come here?

"I know. Come on, let's go in." Xiao Han beckoned.

With that, Xiao Han ignored whether Lu Xueqi was willing or not, took her hand, and strode inside.