Entering Dragon King Stronghold

Xie Yu had hidden her identity from Xie An because she knew she had little time left. She wanted to spare her little brother the grief when she was gone.

But he had seen through her anyway.

It had not been part of the plan, yet the fierce warmth of a bond thicker than water moved Xie Yu all the same.

She slowly raised her stiff arms and held Xie An tight.

A thousand words crowded her heart, but in the end, only two came out. "Little brother."

Daoist Master Yusu, whose mastery of the Dao ran so deep... was actually Young Master Mingxi's elder sister?

No wonder Daoist Master Yusu had been willing to risk everything for the Xie Household.

Just how grand a scheme was the Xie Household plotting?

Chen Mo suddenly felt fortunate.

Thank goodness Yongsheng Martial Arts Hall had never turned against the Xie Household, unlike Mai Qiuyun of the Canal Gang.

Thinking of her own foolish little brother, Chen Bin, Chen Mo was overcome with emotion.

So this was what someone else's little brother was like.

Moonlight poured down like water, bathing the siblings in its glow.

Gao Hanwen hopped onto the carriage's front platform. Waving his paper fan, he teased, "I told you your brother wouldn't be so easy to fool, but you insisted on keeping it from him. Awkward now that he's found you out, isn't it..."

Before he could finish, Xie Yu shot him a glare. Gao Hanwen changed his tune at once, grinning. "All right, all right, I've said too much. Carry on. Such deep affection between brother and sister! The moon's lovely tonight, too. A couple jars of wine would make it perfect."

"Enough chatter. Bring me wine."

"Heh, as it happens, I brought plum wine." Gao Hanwen took an