Before they knew it, it was already very late.
Su Jiu was puzzled. "I remember you're a direct descendant of the Yun Household. You can't enter the Library Pavilion?"
Yun Huanling widened his eyes. "How could I possibly be unable to enter?"
Su Jiu smiled faintly. "Your expression right now isn't very convincing."
Yun Huanling looked embarrassed. "I just made one tiny mistake, and they temporarily barred me from the Library Pavilion, that's all."
Su Jiu had no desire to get involved in Yun Huanling's antics. Although she was not entirely sure how high those old folks of the Yun Household's cultivation was, she knew they were far beyond her reach. Never mind entering the Library Pavilion-even if she merely sneaked into the Yun Household, its members would discover her immediately.
If she really followed Yun Huanling into the Library Pavilion and they were caught, he was a member of the Yun Household and would, at most, get a scolding. She was different. To the Yun Household, she was merely an outsider. Based on what Su Jiu knew of those old folks from her previous life, she feared she would have to shed a layer of skin before she could escape.
And given how fiercely they protected their own young, they might even think she had egged Yun Huanling on.
Besides, she had yet to meet Yun Chao in this life. She did not want to leave him with the impression that she was a petty thief.
And so, Su Jiu refused.
Little did she know that Yun Huanling had no intention of giving up.
Night fell. Yun Huanling's mastery of the Eight Gates and Hidden Armor Art undoubtedly placed him among the best of his generation. His lips moved, and he vanished into the darkness.
Yun Huanling thought he