"All right, let's talk business."
Huang Rong set down her bowl and chopsticks, her expression turning slightly more serious. "Daddy explained in his letter that Junior Sister Cheng Ying was sent to Xiangyang so she could gain some experience. Though her martial arts are far from weak and she has inherited Peach Blossom Island's true teachings, with solid mastery of both Jade Flute Swordsmanship and Eight Trigrams Maze Arts, she is indeed still lacking in experience in the martial world."
Huang Rong looked at Lin Xuan, her gaze carrying a significance only the two of them understood. "Xuan'er, since you've been showing Junior Sister around these past few days, you must shoulder this responsibility. Not only must you keep her safe, but you must also teach her how to establish herself in this dangerous martial world. You must not let Junior Sister suffer any wrongs."
"Of course." Lin Xuan answered solemnly, "This disciple will certainly do his utmost to take good care of Little Martial Aunt."
At the word "care," Huang Rong's eyelashes trembled faintly. Beneath the table, she lightly kicked Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's expression did not change. Under the table, he even hooked his leg around Huang Rong's calf and gently stroked it.
Huang Rong's body stiffened, yet she forced herself to remain calm. Only the tips of her ears grew slightly hot.
She glared at Lin Xuan, her gaze containing both reproach and an indescribable allure.
"All right, everyone's finished eating, yes?" Huang Rong rose to her feet. "Brother Jing, take Da Wu and Xiao Wu to the study and test them on military strategy. Fu'er, take Junior Sister Cheng Ying for a walk in the garden. Xuan'er..."
She paused, and her tone became businesslike. "Come with me. There are some matters concerning the Beggar Sect that