This sword qi was...
Frost!
Oh no!
Jiang Lin's Natal Flying Sword, First Snow, shot out from his acupoint, ready to block the incoming frost.
But in the next moment, Jiang Lin felt First Snow being controlled. Then, astonishingly, First Snow flew over together with the frost!
"What the hell!"
He hurriedly formed hand seals and began setting up a formation, but before he could finish reciting the incantation, the door of Thatched Cottage burst open.
Frost and First Snow hovered outside the door like a pair of sisters.
"Little Linlin, your master is back."
"Master! Don't come over! I'm still taking a bath..."
"Oh my, when Little Linlin was young, he even used to bathe with his master."
Jiang Lin's old face flushed. "Master, that was before! I'm an adult now. No, wait, Master, what are you doing? Master, don't come over..."
Jiang Lin hurriedly shut his eyes and turned around, trying to climb out of the tub, but his legs were so sore that it felt as though he had done ten rounds of frog jumps around a standard 400-meter track...
"Little Linlin..."
"Master! Wait... Mas—"
Bang! Water splashed everywhere as the bathtub overturned...
"Daddy... Daddy..."
"Little Linlin... Little Linlin..."
He opened his eyes groggily. It was that familiar ceiling again, only... why did he feel as if something heavy was pressing down on him?
On his left was Little Niannian, sprawled across him. On his right was his master, whom he had not seen for a long time.
What had happened last night? He remembered soaking in the bath, then his master had returned... and after that... he could not seem to remember anything.
"Little Linlin, you're awake! You scared your master to death..." Jiang Yuni happily hugged Jiang Lin's arm, rubbing her little head against