Nie Qianyu grabbed Zhang Xiaohua's sleeve and asked, "Brother Ren, you went to such trouble to bring us back. Great kindness needs no words of thanks, but no matter what, you should rest in our valley for a while and let me do the honors as your host. What do you say?"
Looking at the small hand clutching his sleeve tightly, Zhang Xiaohua gave a wry smile. "L... Miss Nie, it isn't that I don't want to stay. I truly have something very important to do. It concerns the lives of my family, and I cannot delay any longer."
"One day, Brother Ren. Just one day. Will that do?"
Tears welled in Nie Qianyu's eyes again.
Xiao Juzi also stepped up beside Nie Qianyu and said softly, "Young Master Ren, you took such good care of us along the way. If you leave now, Miss will remember it for the rest of her life. Every moment, she will regret being unable to repay the kindness of the one who saved her life. If you want her to bear this resentment for the rest of her days, then you may turn around and leave right now!"
It had to be said that, despite Nie Qianyu's usual cleverness, she had utterly lost her composure at this moment. Xiao Juzi, on the other hand, immediately seized upon Zhang Xiaohua's soft-hearted weakness.
Zhang Xiaohua hesitated. Returning to Songning Town was not a matter of merely a day or two, and whether the Misty Sect disciples could deliver the message was another matter entirely. One day did not amount to much.
At this point, Nie Qianyu's two older sisters had also noticed something amiss. Realizing that this young man must be their little sister's benefactor, they both stepped forward and asked, "Xiao Yu, why don't