When the first ray of morning light spilled down from the horizon, the once-silent Ancient Realm immediately grew bustling.
Figures flashed through the skies one after another. Accompanied by the resounding toll of enormous bronze bells, everyone's attention was drawn toward the main city.
"Creak—"
The tightly shut wooden door slowly opened, and Xiao Yan, dressed in the robes of the Xiao Clan, strode out. Sweeping his gaze around, he found that Xun'er and Mo Yu had somehow already been waiting outside.
One stood to his left, the other to his right. Though neither spoke, the expressions on their faces made it clear that they did not get along.
"Brother Xiao Yan, did you rest well?" Xun'er spoke first, smiling.
As she spoke, the girl lightly stepped forward, seemingly intending to straighten the slightly rumpled corner of his robes.
Yet Mo Yu moved even faster.
With a burst of speed, Mo Yu practically darted to Xiao Yan's side in an instant. He respectfully tidied Xiao Yan's clothes, his manner a hundred, a thousand times more devout than even the lowliest servant's.
"Young Master, when you are out and about, you must pay more attention to your appearance, lest some shameless wild woman take advantage of you." As Mo Yu flattered him, he cast a false smile toward Xun'er.
"You!" Xun'er's almond eyes widened, and her outstretched hand froze in midair.
She had nearly forgotten. The Xiao Yan before her was no longer the simple youth he had once been. He now had a brand-new identity—
A married man!
It was a title that nearly drove Xun'er to despair.
As the Ancient Clan Young Lady, with her status, she naturally could not possibly compete with an old servant to arrange someone's clothes. Much less could she become some so-called "wild woman"!