Yangyang immediately released her two younger sisters' little hands and hurried over, saying to Ye Qingxian, "Mother, go check on Mommy. She locked herself in the bedroom."
Yangyang had already confirmed it just now.
The room door had been sealed with magic.
Otherwise, she would have taken her two younger sisters and barged in long ago.
Behind them.
Ye Ranxing was staring blankly at her little hands.
She was very unhappy right now.
Ye Zhaoxuan gently tugged at her sleeve.
Ye Ranxing turned her head, her tone fierce. "What? Don't you have clothes of your own? Why are you tugging at mine?"
Ye Zhaoxuan said in a tiny voice, "She's our older sister."
Ye Ranxing was disdainful. "You're an older sister too. I think you're pretty annoying as well."
A flicker passed through Ye Zhaoxuan's eyes as she lowered her head.
Ye Ranxing's gaze paused, and her little hands clenched.
Ye Qingxian reached the door and confirmed it once more. "She's asleep."
Yangyang let out a sigh of relief.
Just as she was about to ask about Cai Die, the corner of her eye suddenly caught sight of the doorway, where a figure had already stopped.
Cai Die did not come in. Upon hearing that Xiaoyao was asleep, she vanished in a flash.
The only person she cared about was the younger sister she had recognized from the very beginning.
At most, she loved the others because she loved her.
Besides, not having beaten Ye Qingxian today had dealt her a heavy blow.
She planned to investigate Ye Qingxian's background as soon as she returned.
Just who was Ye Qingxian, that she, the closed-door disciple of Master, had failed to defeat her?
Cai Die stared at the back of her hand. The knife marks in her eyes flashed and vanished,