"Please have Young Master put it on Yu Ni."
In front of Jiang Lin, the woman bent at the waist, lowering herself, yet this only made her appear even more graceful.
Meanwhile, as he looked at her, the words of the Woman in Black Dress continued to echo in Jiang Lin's mind.
The sheer amount of information left Jiang Lin at a loss for a moment.
"Mas—Master..."
Looking at the woman with her head bowed, Jiang Lin called softly.
The woman before him merely trembled faintly, but she never raised her head.
She was like a bride waiting for someone to lift her Red Veil, and also like a little girl who had done something wrong and was waiting to be punished.
Though he could not see her eyes, he seemed to sense the mist of tears within them.
Quietly, a Red String slowly appeared around the woman's wrist.
How could Jiang Lin have forgotten? This Red String was the very one he had personally tied around his master's wrist back then.
Now, as Jiang Lin looked at the hairpin in his hand and recalled the things he had just said to "Yu Ni"...
For a moment, Jiang Lin's old face flushed even redder.
Although he had no idea what had happened, this was his master.
But why hadn't he sensed even the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Power from her transformation?
Long ago, his master had once transformed into a little girl as well. At the time, he had been able to discover it because of the same-source Spiritual Power from Sun Moon Dual Cultivation.
But now, let alone a fluctuation of Spiritual Power, it was as if his master had always looked this way.
"No matter what Master looks like, just now..." Jiang Lin's old face reddened slightly. "The