With a sigh, Zhang Xiaohua said again, "Also, for the trouble I caused Vice Hall Master Yin, if there is ever a chance in the future, I will surely give Vice Hall Master Yin an explanation."
"No need!" Zhang Ping'er said decisively. "Master said it herself: 'When one general's triumph is forged, ten thousand bones lie withered.' Senior Brother Ren has not gone that far, but for the heaven-bestowed bond between you and Senior Sister Zixia, it is Heaven's arrangement that we suffer a little punishment!"
Seeing Zhang Ping'er so cold and distant, Zhang Xiaohua had nothing more to say. He could only cup his hands in farewell. "Junior Sister, no matter what I say, perhaps you will not like hearing it, but... but I will remember everything Junior Sister has done. If there is ever an opportunity, I will repay you."
"Forget it." Frost hung over Zhang Ping'er's face. "Senior Brother Ren should look after Senior Sister Zixia properly first."
As she spoke, she took another jade box from her robes and held it out.
"What is this?" Zhang Xiaohua asked curiously, not taking it.
"This is the Guiyuan Grass Senior Brother Ren asked me for when you came to Lihuo Hall. I begged for it from Martial Uncle. Please accept it, Senior Brother Ren!"
"Ah?" Zhang Xiaohua was greatly startled and hurriedly waved his hands. "Junior Sister, I was only joking when I said that. You... you actually took it seriously?"
Zhang Ping'er's expression changed drastically. She flung the jade box into Zhang Xiaohua's arms and snapped, "Senior Brother Ren, let me say this one more time: please call me Junior Sister Zhang."
"Besides... some words cannot be spoken, and some things cannot be done. Once they have been spoken or done, they must be taken seriously. I