Creak~
Xie Jinhuan opened the door and glanced into the distance, spotting Xian'er in a swordswoman's dress peeking around outside Jinhuan Pavilion.
Although her braids and spirited outfit still made her look lively and wild, the way she leaned against the door and peered inside made her bulging bodice trace a beautiful curve before her, while her waist and hips revealed the distinctive charm of a sixteen-year-old girl...
Xie Jinhuan's eyes were measuring rulers. A quick look at her silhouette told him something was different. He walked slowly over and tilted his head:
"Xian'er?"
"Eek~"
Jiang Xian jumped and hurriedly straightened. Seeing Xie Jinhuan looking at her chest, she shyly covered it:
"Young Master Xie, where are you looking?"
Xie Jinhuan glanced around. Seeing no maids or anyone else nearby, he dispensed with restraint, pulled Xian'er into his arms, and squeezed her bodice. "Why is your chest swollen? Did you get hurt earlier? Does it hurt?... Eh~?!"
Qixia True Person was also sharing her body at the moment. Seeing this damned brat behave so shamelessly and brazenly, she flushed with fury and shoved Xie Jinhuan hard enough to make him stumble.
Jiang Xian was startled by her own action. Seeing Xie Jinhuan's astonished expression, she quickly improvised to cover it up, putting on a coy pout. "Oh~ Young Master Xie, what are you doing...?"
Her affected coyness gave Qixia True Person goose bumps all over. She wished she could punch herself a couple of times.
Xie Jinhuan had initially thought Xiao Biao was angry. Only when he saw the shyness filling Xian'er's eyes did he relax:
"I was just checking. You've got quite a strong grip. Has your cultivation improved...?"
As he spoke, he stepped forward to hug her again.
Worried that the Invisible Great Hand would cause trouble again,