When the four of them were walking together, Ah Jiang didn't feel anything was wrong, but now he felt both embarrassed and nervous.

Murong Pei was extremely beautiful, but she was distracted by the market in the cultivation world, and the fact that she was traveling with four people lessened her concerns.

Now that the beauty is right beside her, it's hard to ignore her.

"Let's wait a moment."

His voice was also very pleasant to hear; he was a perfect man, a masterpiece of Nuwa's artistry.

"I'll go check out the bookstore next door."

Being with him made it easy for my mind to wander, so Ah Jiang found an excuse and went into the bookstore next door.

They bought a few books casually and then went to the teahouse to wait.

Ah Jiang twirled the teacup in her hand, wanting to start a conversation, but when she looked up and saw the other person's expressionless face, she lost the courage to speak.

"Young master, our young master invites you to a private room to enjoy tea together."

A rather delicate-looking servant boy came to the table and said something.

Murong Pei frowned slightly: "We're just sitting here for a short while, so we won't bother you any further."

“Young master, you’ve met our young master a few times, why be so formal?” Seeing his confusion, the servant continued, “Our young master is the fourth young master of the Gao family.”

The servant had a delicate appearance, but his eyes held a hidden meaning, giving him a cunning look.

Ah Jiang had a gut feeling that the other person wasn't a good person, but it was someone else's business, and she shouldn't interfere or say anything, so she just sat silently to the side.

Murong Pei's expression turned colder as she suppressed her emotions and said, "Today is inconvenient, let's do it another day."

"Young Master Murong, you are making things difficult for me."

Seeing that Murong Pei had no intention of going over, A Jiang put down her teacup and said, "We have already made plans with our friends, so please don't bother us any further."

"Young Master Murong, let's go."

As soon as the two stood up, four or five men dressed as servants surrounded them.

Seeing that the other person didn't seem to be a cultivator, A-Jiang grabbed Murong Pei's sleeve and led her outside.

The handsome young servant nodded, and the men pounced on him.

At first, they were just servants who knew some mortal martial arts, but A-Jiang used his vine technique to shake them off.

Taking advantage of a lull, the two ran out of the teahouse and ran all the way to a river.

Ah Jiang was a little out of breath from running. He looked back and saw that no one was chasing him, so he casually sat down by the roadside to rest.

Murong Pei maintained excellent composure and didn't say anything while observing A Jiang's unrestrained manner, though he was still somewhat pleased inside.

The two had such different auras that they seemed out of place, like they weren't the same type of people. Although Ah Jiang admired the other's good looks, he wasn't exactly good with words, so the two remained silent.

They knew that Zhang He and Zhang Xuan'er, the siblings, had come looking for them.

The four met and explained their situations. Fearing that something else might happen, they left the market and went home.

Ah Jiang had seen a lot today and wanted to go back to his room to sort out his thoughts, so he went straight back to his courtyard.

The sun sets in the west.

The lights in the mansion are already on, but dinner hasn't been delivered yet.

Since the First Madam began to devise her own plans, the meals have been served on time every day. But today, for some reason, A-Jiang felt a vague unease.

"Is this the final, true intention?"

Before leaving home, Ah Jiang suspected that the First Madam was plotting something.

However, she guessed it probably wouldn't be too serious, but the atmosphere was anything but ordinary.

Ah Jiang recalled the entire process of going out. Throughout the whole process, she didn't feel that she had done anything seriously wrong.

The little incident that happened after leaving the teahouse.

"We didn't even meet that young master Gao, and nothing else happened, so it should be fine, right?"

Another half hour passed. A series of footsteps came from afar, and many people arrived, barging directly into the courtyard.

A-Jiang stood up, pushed open the door, and went out: "What do you want to do?"

Their attire differed somewhat from that of ordinary guards, and the two leading figures were Qi cultivators.

A-Jiang's heart sank. They actually mobilized their elite troops?

Without a word, those people directly sealed A-Jiang's spiritual power, rendering her unable to speak.

The whole process was very quick; in no time, they were tied up and taken to a dilapidated courtyard.

A-Jiang had no idea where all those dilapidated courtyards in the Bai residence came from.

In the courtyard stood Master Jiang and his wife, both neatly dressed and with solemn expressions.

A-Jiang wanted to ask what had happened and why they had done it, but she couldn't bring herself to speak.

He could only glare angrily at the two of them, his body struggling incessantly.

She has some conflicts with her family, but this is going too far!

However, she was only the size of a seven or eight-year-old and at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Facing the experts in her family, she had no power to resist.

Master Jiang frowned, looking serious and somewhat angry.

The First Madam stood behind him, her beautiful face half hidden in shadow, the other half bearing a cold smile.

“You’ve really grown up, daring to leave home on your own and cause trouble outside. You’ve been restless ever since you came back, and I haven’t pursued the matter because you’re young. But today, I’m not going to take responsibility for you. You’re probably going to get yourself into a huge mess.”

The old man seemed genuinely angry.