"Thank you for nurturing me, Young Master-in-law. I, Han Chong, will definitely cultivate diligently from now on. I won't disappoint you." Han Chong kept calling him "Young Master-in-law," excitedly buttering Xu Ran up.
Clearly, though, a rough fellow like him still lacked skill when it came to flattery.
As Xu Ran and Han Chong spoke, the sound of hoofbeats suddenly rang out from the distant city gates, rapidly approaching them.
At the commotion, Han Chong and the others hurriedly tightened their grips on their weapons. A moment later, however, someone sharp-eyed suddenly cried out in delight, "It's one of our people!"
The hoofbeats quickly stopped in front of the convoy, and a figure leaped down from the horse. He looked only about twenty, dressed in fitted martial attire, and appeared full of vigor. His face was rather handsome, and his tall, slender figure gave him quite an imposing bearing. Yet Han Chong and the others all frowned slightly when they saw him.
When the hoofbeats rang out, Han Xue also emerged from the carriage. Her beautiful eyes first settled on Xu Ran and Xinlan, and she gritted her teeth in displeasure. Xu Ran, however, seemed entirely unaware and simply continued chatting with Han Chong. Whether for her own sake or Han Yue's, she was deeply displeased with Xu Ran's displays of affection with another woman. She even felt that her sister had been wronged.
Seeing this, she could only grit her teeth in frustration and turn toward the man who had dismounted, her delicate brows drawing together slightly.
"Xue, are you all right?" When the man saw Han Xue, delight immediately welled up in his eyes. He hurried forward and asked with considerable concern.
"I'm fine," Han Xue replied casually.
"Eldest Miss, you're back too?" Seeing Han Yue, the man