Warmth filled Lin Xuan's heart. He naturally raised an arm and slipped it around Shuang'er's soft waist, smiling as he said, "Silly girl, were you getting impatient?"
"Mm!" Shuang'er's cheeks flushed as she nodded emphatically, her eyes glistening with tears. "It's good that you're back, Young Master. Shuang'er... Shuang'er was worried you wouldn't get used to staying on the mountain."
Her voice was thick with tears, but the overwhelming joy of their reunion soon drowned them out.
As they spoke, the blue-robed young woman also rose to her feet and curiously studied Lin Xuan with her beautiful eyes.
Her gaze lingered for a moment on Lin Xuan's exceptionally handsome face, then stayed a little longer on his calm, self-possessed bearing. The worry between her brows seemed to ease, replaced by a touch of scrutiny and expectation.
Only then did Shuang'er remember why they had come. She hurriedly led Lin Xuan over to the young woman and introduced them. "Young Master, this is Sister Qin, who came looking for you a few days ago."
At her words, the young woman smiled gently at Lin Xuan. Though weariness shadowed her smile, she was still captivating.
"This humble woman is Qin Shushen. A pleasure to meet you, Young Master." Her voice was soft and pleasant, polite yet carrying the confidence of someone who had traveled the martial world.
"Qin Shushen?" Lin Xuan was slightly taken aback. It was an elegant name.
He returned her smile and said slowly, "I am Lin Xuan. It's a pleasure to meet you, Madam."
The moment she heard the name Lin Xuan, Qin Shushen's beautiful eyes widened. Surprise flashed across her face, then gave way to incredulous delight.
"Lin... Young Master Lin? Could you be... could you be Lin Xuan, the disciple of the heroine Huang Rong of