"Mom, take good care of yourself. I'll come pick you up."

Qingyun released Xiao's mother and walked out of the Xiao family's gate without looking back.

Seeing this, Xiao's father was furious and threw things at Qingyun's back, yelling, "You unfilial son! You unfilial son!"

Xiao Chengzhe stood to the side with his head down, concealing the smug smile in his eyes. This matter had certainly blown up; judging from his father's expression, Xiao Chengnuo had no chance of inheriting the Xiao family business.

However, Zou Minchen's attitude today made him very suspicious.

But then he realized that as the head of the Zou family, how could Zou Minchen possibly take a man seriously? He was probably just temporarily interested.

Then several bodyguards carried a few people out.

The lead bodyguard saw Nie Chenyuan and immediately walked over, whispering in his ear, "These men are quite skilled; they are all martial artists at the fifth level of the Acquired Realm. They followed Mr. Qing here, but before they could even make a move, Mr. Qing dealt with them."

At this point, a hint of fanaticism flashed in the bodyguard's eyes. In just a few breaths, he dealt with the siege of several martial artists at the fifth level of the Acquired Realm. He truly lived up to his reputation as a Perfected Acquired Realm expert.

Nie Chenyuan's expression darkened further. It was the Nie family's oversight that these people were able to enter Qingyun's room.

"Which faction do they belong to?"

The bodyguard shook his head: "There are no markings on his body, not even fingerprints. It seems he's a bodyguard kept by that family."

Nie Chenyuan had a plan in mind. Who else but Lin Yuhao would want to kill Zhi Qingyun? Lin Yuhao seemed to have close ties with the Ancient Martial Arts Association, so it was probably their doing.

He nodded and walked towards Qingyun's room, but was momentarily stunned upon entering.

Qingyun had obviously just returned from outside and was still wearing her school uniform.

But he was spotless from head to toe, except for the bright red bloodstains rolling down his hands, which left no trace on his clean hands.

Pure and innocent, yet stained with the color of blood, it is decadent.

Nie Chenyuan's Adam's apple bobbed twice as he loosened his collar before continuing to walk inside. He had indeed been overthinking things; Qingyun would never be so weak as to be unable to withstand Lin's mother's words.

"go out."

Upon seeing his appearance, Qingyun immediately frowned and decisively saw him off.

A hint of helplessness flashed between his brows, but Nie Chenyuan ignored his coldness and stepped closer: "The Qing family's old mansion caught fire. I thought you were inside."

Qingyun frowned. The ownership of the Qing family's old house was in Lin's mother's hands, so it was basically Lin Yuhao's inventory. Lin Yuhao was a decisive man. He burned down the Qing family's old house and sent assassins to deal with him to eliminate any future troubles. Even if they couldn't kill him, they would still cause some trouble for the Nie family.

He probably felt that he had escaped because the Nie family saved him, so he used him as an excuse to cause trouble for the Nie family and make them despise Qingyun.

Unfortunately, he had already found what he was looking for. Glancing at the old videotape on the table, Qingyun calmly got up and walked into the bathroom, showing no concern for Nie Chenyuan's words.

"I remember you went in that direction today too?" Nie Chenyuan unconsciously softened his tone as he mentioned this.

"It's none of your business." The coldness in his tone didn't diminish in the slightest even through the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

Nie Chenyuan's breath hitched, feeling that this person exuded a sense of aloofness from head to toe.

Thinking about what happened that afternoon, Nie Chenyuan gave a wry smile. He opened the bathroom door with a hint of urgency and explained to Qingyun, "I'm sorry, what happened today was my fault, but Lin Yuhao and I didn't..."

The rest of his words got stuck in Nie Chenyuan's throat, hesitant to speak.

He stood there, somewhat stunned, watching Qingyun's white shirt being half-off, hanging loosely on his slender arm.

"Get out!"

Qingyun was also surprised by this person's sudden intrusion. Her eyes widened, and she glared at him with gritted teeth, looking just like a cat with its fur standing on end.