Han Xue Actively Throws Herself Into His Arms!

Seeing him so young made Han Yue's heart skip a beat; compared to him, that so-called inner sect disciple of the Wind Lightning North Pavilion from the Hong Family paled in comparison.

Even the high and mighty Pavilion Master of the Wind Lightning Pavilion was likely nothing more than this.

"Senior, this junior Han Yue thanks you for resolving this crisis for our Han Family." Regaining her composure, Han Yue bowed in gesture.

"It is nothing, merely a trivial matter." Xiao Ze smiled.

He had never liked the Hong Family to begin with.

"Also, do not call me 'Senior'. Just call me Brother Xiao Ze."

"Understood, Brother Xiao Ze." Han Yue called out with newfound intimacy.

"So you are a friend of the Great Elder. Please forgive our Han Family if our hospitality has been lacking." Seeing this, Han Chi hurriedly lowered his posture and smiled.

That the Han Family's crisis could be resolved today was entirely thanks to this friend of Xiao Ze.

"A trivial matter." Xiao Ze said with a faint smile.

"Friend, please take your seat. Allow me to fulfill the duties of a host!" Han Chi quickly ordered his servants to make arrangements.

"Include my friends as well."

Han Chi's gaze swept over the women behind Xiao Ze, a hint of gravity flashing in his eyes; there were three among them he could not fathom.

Their cultivation was surely no lower than his own.

What shocked him most was that the little girl who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen was actually a Dou Emperor powerhouse!

However, with a young Dou Zun like Xiao Ze present, while a fourteen-year-old Dou Emperor was terrifying, it remained within the realm of acceptance.

Xiao Yi Xian and the others nodded, having no objections.

"Finally, we can eat! We've been on the road for so long without a single hot meal."

Hearing that there was food, Zi Yan shook her little head, looking incredibly happy.

At the banquet.

Xiao Ze sat at the head of the table, and Han Chi introduced his other daughter to everyone.

"Han Xue, my younger daughter."

Xiao Ze's gaze swept over Han Xue, and he nodded slightly.

It had to be said that these two sisters were truly beautiful; otherwise, they would not have attracted the covetous gaze of that brat, Hong Chen.

Facing Xiao Ze's scrutiny, the latter's eyes darted away, not daring to meet his gaze, her cheeks flushing a faint crimson.

Her father had said that whether the Han Family could survive this crisis depended on this friend of Xiao Ze. Now that she looked, it was no small matter—he was truly dazzling.

A Dou Zun powerhouse this young; anyone could see that for him, reaching the rank of Dou Saint in the future would be a certainty.

If they could build a good relationship with him, it would be nothing but beneficial for their Han Family.

"Brother Xiao, thank you for today's events. I offer you a toast." Seeing this, Han Yue naturally took up the responsibility of being the elder sister.

Xiao Ze nodded slightly and then asked, "Now that the Hong Family elder has been dealt with, will they not seek revenge against you?"

Hearing this, Han Chi wore a bitter smile. "Friend Xiao Ze, that is precisely what this old man is worried about."

"The Hong Family elder died in my residence today. Who knows if they will gather their forces tomorrow to retaliate? After all, with the Wind Lightning Pavilion as their backer, our Han Family truly cannot afford to provoke them."

Unlike the free-spirited Xiao Ze, their roots were here in Tianbei City; once they left, they would be nothing.

To offend the Hong Family was to show no regard for the Wind Lightning Pavilion.

As a behemoth of the Central Plains, the Wind Lightning Pavilion's master was a genuine Dou Zun powerhouse. They could not afford to make an enemy of such a force.

Hearing this, Xiao Ze set down his wine cup and smiled faintly. "No matter. The mere Wind Lightning Pavilion is not something I hold in high regard. Patriarch Han, rest assured."

He had killed the Hong Family elder, so he would naturally not stand idly by. As long as they dared to come, he would not mind leaving them with an unforgettable impression.

At Xiao Ze's confident assurance, Han Chi and the rest of the Han Family were filled with gratitude. With him here, they no longer needed to fear the Hong Family's revenge.

After three rounds of drinks, Xiao Ze went to the guest rooms arranged by the Han Family to rest.

The other women were also settled into their respective quarters.

In the Han Family hall, Patriarch Han Chi looked at his two daughters, a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes. "Yue'er, Xue'er, what are your thoughts on Young Master Xiao?"

At her father's question, Han Xue lowered her head, her beautiful eyes filled with complex emotions.

Han Yue was the first to speak. "Young Master Xiao is quite good. Although he possesses the cultivation of a Dou Zun, he is approachable and carries no airs. He is quite excellent."

"Indeed. That friend Xiao Ze was willing to offend the Wind Lightning Pavilion based on a single letter shows he is worth befriending. It is just that our Han Family has nothing of value to offer..." Looking at his two daughters, Han Chi sighed.

All he had to offer were these two unmarried daughters.

Judging by Xiao Ze's age... he just didn't know if he would take an interest.

"Father, are you implying that you want us sisters to serve the same man?" Facing Han Chi's veiled words, Han Xue's beautiful eyes widened.

First Hong Chen, now Xiao Ze—what kind of fate had befallen them?

"Given Young Master Xiao's character, if you could follow him, you should be counting your blessings."

A Dou Zun powerhouse, even in the Central Plains, stood among the tiny fraction of people at the very pinnacle of the pyramid.

"I know, but doing this upon our first meeting... what if I scare him away?" Han Xue said, acting coy.

As for Xiao Ze, they had actually seen from the very first glance that he was different from those male creatures who only knew how to think with their lower halves.

As for how he was different, perhaps only by experiencing it firsthand would one know.

"Delays lead to complications. You must understand that the Central Plains is never short of talented women; among those like the enchantress of the Cao Family, how many in this world can compare?" Han Chi's voice carried a hint of melancholy.

Hearing this, both Han Xue and Han Yue lowered their heads; they naturally knew that with their own abilities, they would never find a man more outstanding than Xiao Ze.

That night, Xiao Ze sat cross-legged on his bed, calculating how to collect the materials needed to reshape a physical body for Venerable Skyfire.

It was just then that a series of knocks sounded at the door.

"Brother Xiao Ze, are you asleep?" Han Xue's voice drifted in softly.

As she spoke those words, her heart was trembling.

Breaking into a room at night—she didn't even know what she was thinking, but her father was right: one must hold tightly onto such a heaven-sent prodigy.

As for how exactly to hold onto him, that would depend on her own capabilities.

Hearing the voice outside, Xiao Ze raised an eyebrow; in truth, he had sensed someone outside for a while and was just waiting for her to speak.

"I'm not asleep yet. Miss Han Xue, you may come in and chat." As he spoke, Xiao Ze flicked his sleeve, and the door opened automatically.

Seeing this, Han Xue summoned all her courage and stepped into the room, whereupon the door closed and sealed the room's perception.

Under Xiao Ze's gaze, a long, shapely, jade-like leg slowly came into view.

The woman had willow-leaf brows, skin like snow, and a tall figure; she was dressed in purple robes, and beneath that fabric, her curvaceous body appeared exceptionally alluring.

Arriving before him, Han Xue moved gingerly, seemingly unable to let go of her inhibitions.

"Brother Xiao Ze."

"Come, sit on the bed." Xiao Ze gestured toward himself.

Han Xue's gaze flickered with hesitation, but she did not refuse, walking straight over to sit before him.

Feeling the sound of his breathing beside her, Han Xue's heart began to race even faster.

"Miss Han Xue, your face is a little red." Xiao Ze curled his lips into a smile.