At that thought, Qin Shaofeng couldn't help asking, "May I ask what your relationship is with Senior Brother Lian Chenghao?"
The young woman, Zhao Yun'er, shot Qin Shaofeng a sidelong glance. "All right, why are you being so careful? I won't eat you!"
Perhaps she realized her words sounded a little off. A trace of awkwardness flickered across her face, but she quickly recovered and calmly said, "Lian Chenghao? He's my Fifth Senior Brother. You guessed right—I am Little Mengzi's Martial Aunt!"
As Zhao Yun'er said this, she looked exceptionally smug.
But it wasn't for any other reason. Her smugness came from her status as Du Meng's Martial Aunt.
That's right, Zhao Yun'er was Du Meng's Martial Aunt—and the only daughter of Lian Chenghao's master.
Once he understood this, Qin Shaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.
He'd heard Du Meng mention Zhao Yun'er a few times, but whenever Du Meng brought up his Martial Aunt, he always looked glum, as though recalling some grievance.
There was no helping it. Now that she finally had a nephew-disciple, Zhao Yun'er felt she ought to fulfill her duties as a Martial Aunt.
So when her eldest senior brother tried to help Du Meng advance his cultivation, she'd certainly lent a hand.
During Du Meng's first three days at Lianyang Academy, aside from his future master slapping his body to strengthen it, the one who'd made the biggest fuss was his Martial Aunt. Whether there was a reason or not, she kept beating Du Meng.
Thanks to his cultivation technique and build, Du Meng was as tough as old boots. Zhao Yun'er had a wonderful time with him!
Du Meng naturally wanted to fight back, but Zhao Yun'er's Inner Qi was terrifying, and she kept throwing techniques at him that were beyond the Houtian