Chapter 1072 Remember to Ask for a Lucky Draw

“Feiyan, you mustn’t sell your aunt. She has always admired Lord Xie. Aren’t you afraid that Master Song will misunderstand if you say that?” Young Master Jiang spoke gently, explaining on behalf of his sister.

Jiang Feiyan looked at Song Chunxue and said, "Master Song, my aunt simply admires Lord Xie's talent."

Song Chunxue was overjoyed. "I didn't misunderstand. Please feel free to do as you please."

Jiang Feiyan looked to be in her early twenties, with fine downy hair on her young face, as if she had not yet married.

"That's good," Jiang Feiyan said, trying to get close to Song Chunxue without making anyone feel uncomfortable. "I've heard that Master Song's swordsmanship is quite good. Could you teach Feiyan?"

Seeing that her identity was not simple, Song Chunxue said, "I dare not presume to teach you, but we can exchange sparring notes."

"That works too!" Jiang Feiyan jumped up happily. "I actually know Senior Sister Fangyue, and that's how I found out about you. I wonder if I can call you Senior Sister Song from now on?"

Upon hearing that it was an acquaintance of Senior Sister Fangyue, Song Chunxue understood immediately.

"It's my honor," Song Chunxue said sincerely. "Your graceful figure is truly enviable."

Xie Zheng and the stubborn donkey lagged behind, turning their heads every now and then. When their eyes met, they both saw the feeling of being neglected in each other's eyes.

Han Mo couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why are you two, one on horse and one on horseback, always looking at each other?" As he spoke, Han Mo raised his hand and stroked the horse's neck. "This coat is really shiny. Let me try it out later, and I'll give you a spirit herb, how about that?"

Xie Zheng was puzzled, "A spirit herb?"

"This is a horse that has gained sentience, but it is different from ordinary demons. I don't know its origin, but it certainly knows how to cultivate."

Han Mo said confidently, "I'll ask my father later and see if he can be restored to human form."

Xie Zheng was surprised, "This horse can transform into human form?"

That must be incredibly tall.

Han Mo raised his chin, looked at the stubborn donkey glaring at him with its nostrils, and thought to himself, "I have to turn him into human form and give him a good fight."

He refused to believe it; it was just a horse. Once it transformed into human form, its cultivation level naturally couldn't compare to his.

How could he possibly lose?

The Zhao residence.

Horse farm.

Looking at the seemingly endless horse farm in front of her, Song Chunxue couldn't help but say to Xie Zheng, "I even want to be a horse breeder at Senior Brother's house. With such a spacious horse farm, how rich must they be?"

Xie Zheng remained noncommittal.

"After all these years of navigating the officialdom, I'm not even as well off as a manager at a horse farm. It's truly lamentable," he shook his head.

Song Chunxue laughed at him, "Then you can still go and snatch this job now."

Xie Zheng leaned closer to her. "If you're willing to accompany me, I'll take any job you want. I remember that my senior brother has a manor, and you can't forget the wooden house there."

Song Chunxue nodded, "Then in a few years, shall we build one like that on your estate?"

Xie Zheng was overjoyed, wondering if she was willing to live in the capital for a long time after she got old.

However, he didn't ask that question, feeling it would be too selfish.

In fact, as long as we can stay together forever, it doesn't matter where we go.

"Since you're all here, why don't we have a contest?" Lord Zhao pointed to the well-trained warhorses not far away. "Today's prize is a bow and arrow inlaid with gems from the Western Regions, which is said to be able to hit an eagle."

Song Chunxue was eager to try, "How do we compete?"

Lord Zhao shook his head slightly. "Junior brother, you have to wait a while. Let them compete first," he lowered his voice. "Master Han has something to discuss with you two."

What could possibly happen? Song Chunxue really wanted to compete with the children.

They sat down in the stands, and Master Han said calmly, "You two are elders, let the children play first, and don't let them be so playful."

Han Mo walked over and said something to his father.

Then, the father and son's gaze fell on the stubborn donkey, which was standing behind Song Chunxue, leisurely grazing on the grass.

The Jiang siblings came to greet Master Han.

Master Han's gaze fell on the brother and sister, a slight surprise flashing in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"I heard that Master Han hasn't returned to the temple for a long time. Seeing him today, he is indeed quite different," Young Master Jiang said with a smile. "My master asked me to pass on a message, asking when you will come to spar with him."

Master Han raised an eyebrow, "You are..."

"You've forgotten the vagrant's disciple?"

Master Han was somewhat surprised, "When did you become his disciple?"

"It's been many years. My younger sister also became his apprentice. She's more talented than me and received his true teachings." As he spoke, he looked at Xie Zheng, "I heard that you took Uncle Xie as your apprentice?"

Master Han smiled because of his title.

"What, you want to compete with him? Why are you all so competitive? I haven't even taught him much."

Xie Zheng leaned closer to Song Chunxue and said, "I feel like they're talking too fast. I need to think for a while. Could it be that they're getting old?"

"I guess so. We both need to cultivate more diligently, especially you," Song Chunxue said seriously. "You need to go into seclusion properly and must not get distracted by anything else, and you must not suffer any losses."

Xie Zheng knew what she meant.

“We’ll talk about it when we get back,” Xie Zheng said, taking out his Wei Xue sword. “It’s been a long time since I’ve practiced with it. It would be good to have a competition.”

"Is your injury healed?"

"..." Xie Zheng looked guilty.

“I’ll fight for you,” Song Chunxue said, her eyes shining. “That kid’s sword is pretty good.”

Wuyou jumped out, "That's right, that's right! If you beat him today, remember to ask for a prize. The things in his storage ring are ten times more valuable than yours!"