"Is that so? Then thank you for your trouble!"
Xiao Yan smiled and patted Hong Li on the shoulder, then said, "I won't keep you, then."
"No trouble at all!" Hong Li hastily shook his head. After bowing respectfully to Xiao Yan, he spread his Dou Qi Wings and flew off into the sky.
At that moment, however, he pushed his speed to its limit, as though the Han Family behind him were the gaping maw of an abyss.
Not long after Hong Li departed, the oppressive atmosphere in the Han Family finally began to ease. Han Chi glanced at Xiao Yan and Han Yue, thought for a moment, then ordered the servants to bring tea at once.
"Yue'er, is this gentleman really the young pavilion master of the Starfall Pavilion?"
Once the tea arrived, Han Chi drained an entire bowl in one gulp before finally managing to calm himself somewhat.
Today, Xiao Yan's few short sentences had sent his emotions hurtling up and down like a roller coaster. Even his heart as a Dou Emperor had nearly failed to withstand it.
"Of course, Father. Do you think all those years studying away from home made me stupid?"
Hearing Han Chi's question, Han Yue answered with a smile.
At first, I really did think you'd studied yourself silly, Han Chi inwardly grumbled, looking at his daughter, who had grown ever more beautiful.
After that inward complaint, however, his gaze toward Xiao Yan became much warmer.
The title of young pavilion master of the Starfall Pavilion carried far too much weight.
After all, the Starfall Pavilion now stood at the head of the Four Pavilions. Even the Three Valleys and the two sects had to treat it with considerable courtesy.
There was no other reason than this: the master of the