Crouching Tiger Manor.
Mo Yun brought Lin Qingxue and Mo Yiyi to the Market District at the foot of the Mountain Manor.
Mo Yun was one hundred percent in favor of Lin Qingxue returning to Yellow Maple Town with his sister.
After all, Lin Qingxue had reached peak dark force. With her there, his sister's safety would be better assured.
In fact, even though Lin Qingxue had been doing her utmost to suppress the aura of her cultivation, Mo Yun could still faintly sense that her aura was a little stronger than those of Jiang Wuming and Tang Baizang.
More importantly, Lin Qingxue was still young and brimming with Martial Dao potential. Her breakthrough to transforming force was practically nailed to the board.
Extending his perception, Mo Yun walked a few steps and located a familiar aura. Then he turned to Lin Qingxue. "Stay here. I'll go buy some oranges."
Mo Yiyi looked utterly puzzled. "Why are you suddenly buying oranges?"
Lin Qingxue gave it little thought. "Go ahead. I'll take care of Big Sister, so don't worry."
Mo Yun's face twitched, and he could not help reminding her, "Senior Sister, you're older than my sister..."
He had wanted to point it out earlier. This girl was clearly two years older than his sister, yet she kept calling her Big Sister.
Wasn't she making his sister sound older for no reason?
While Mo Yun's thoughts wandered, Mo Yiyi rolled her eyes at him. "Little Brother, stay out of this. I think it's perfectly fitting for Qingxue to call me Big Sister. Sometimes, you can't judge these things purely by age."
Lin Qingxue nodded in agreement. "Mm, I think it fits too."
At that, Mo Yiyi beamed.
No matter what, their seniority could not be muddled!
Mo Yun spread his hands.