That night, the Ancient Clan arranged the Bamboo House for Xiao Ze.
Moonlight spilled like water. Xiao Ze stood by the window with his hands behind his back, gazing at the bright moon hanging in the sky.
After spending three years with Xun'er in the Heavenly Tomb, he had long grown used to having her by his side. Now that they were parting again, he couldn't help feeling forlorn.
"Brother Xiao Ze."
Xun'er's voice came from behind him. Xiao Ze turned and saw her standing prettily in the doorway, a lantern in her hand.
Before Xiao Ze could speak, Xun'er stepped forward and gently took his hand in hers. Her cheeks flushed red in the moonlight.
"You mustn't forget me while you're away." Xun'er spoke softly, then suddenly opened her mouth and gave his chest a light bite.
Xiao Ze chuckled. He had just started to reach for her when a soft cough suddenly rang out.
The two sprang apart as if shocked by electricity and turned to look. The Ancient Clan Chief, Gu Yuan, stood not far away, his expression calm.
Xun'er's cheeks instantly turned crimson. She shot Xiao Ze a fierce glare, then turned and ducked into the Bamboo House.
Xiao Ze could only smile wryly. He braced himself and stepped forward. "Greetings, Chief Gu."
Gu Yuan studied him with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes, then slowly spoke. "Xiao Ze, you're a good young man. I can trust you with Xun'er."
"But remember, if you ever make her suffer, my Ancient Clan will be the first to make you pay!"
Xiao Ze felt warmth well up inside him and nodded solemnly. "Rest assured, Chief. I will never let Xun'er suffer the slightest grievance."
Gu Yuan nodded, then quietly took his leave, leaving the two alone.
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