Zhang Ping'er had sharp eyes. She had long since spotted a tall, thin figure in the distance, carrying a long sword as he headed toward the main mountain path of Yi Xiang Peak. Though she could not see clearly, Zhang Ping'er recognized him at a glance. It was Zhang Xiaohua, burning with fury.
"There!" Zhang Ping'er cried, rushing toward Zhang Xiaohua.
But before she could rise, Han Zhuoqi grabbed hold of her.
"Senior Disciple Sister, what are you doing? We need to hurry and stop Ren Xiaoyao. We can't let him cause trouble!" Zhang Ping'er asked, her face full of confusion.
Han Zhuoqi had already asked Zhang Ping'er about everything that had happened along the way. Thus, she glared at Zhang Ping'er and said, "Seventh Junior Sister, from what you said, this Ren Xiaoyao is also a heartless man. The moment he saw Senior Sister Zixia, he transferred his affections elsewhere. Perhaps he only saved you before because he saw that you were a disciple of Yi Xiang Peak. Now that he has met Senior Sister Zixia, whose status is higher, he has cast you aside. Why are you still chasing after him? Let him go. Even if he is killed by the disciples of Ruijin Hall, it will serve him right!"
Zhang Ping'er had never expected her Senior Disciple Sister to think this way. At once, she tugged on her sleeve and said, "Senior Disciple Sister, I have never asked you for anything before. But this time, no matter what, you must help me stop Ren Xiaoyao. I know what you say makes sense, but... Ren Xiaoyao is absolutely not that kind of person. And... judging from Senior Sister Zixia's manner, she truly is an old acquaintance of his. Mm, Ren Xiaoyao even knows Senior Sister Zixia's former name.