"Manager Zhao, does your store have a back door or secret passage?"

Zhao Rong looked serious.

Zhao Xifu opened his eyes wide and muttered, "Get lost, I run a legitimate store, there's no such thing as a back door or secret passage."

Zhao Rong nodded and shrugged at Zhao Lingfei who was not far away.

At this time, Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer were standing together behind the store door.

The former pressed his body against the wooden door, biting his lip as he looked outside through the window above.

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling saw the helpless look in her husband's eyes and frowned slightly.

From then on, more and more people gathered at the entrance of Jingwa Alley, most of them were sword practitioners who came here after hearing the sword chanting.

Even though the shopkeeper cursed and drove them away, no one left and they all stopped tacitly.

As a result, more and more people gathered at the door.

Afterwards, it seemed that many other monks came to watch the fun.

For a time, Jingwa Lane was blocked and it was filled with all kinds of people.

Of course, the most conspicuous among them were the people from Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion. Zhao Lingfei saw familiar fellow disciples through the window, and also saw Senior Yue, the head of Xiaoyao Mansion who was supposed to be in seclusion.

Although this old senior valued and cared for her very much, he was also famous for his temper...

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help but look at her husband's expression.

"Miss, there are so many people outside, including the head of our mansion, Senior Brother Ouyang, Senior Brother Li... Hey, Senior Sister Ning is here too. Is she also in Duyou tonight? There are still many people I don't know. Brother Rong'er, Miss, shall we go out now?" Zhao Qian'er put down her tiptoed feet, turned around, and asked them with her head tilted.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Rong looked at each other again.

At this time, among the various people gathered outside, it seemed that many of them were somewhat afraid of this old restaurant located deep in the dilapidated alley.

Perhaps they had heard of this place, or knew a lot of rumors about it... So, most people did not step into Jingwa Lane immediately, but stayed at the door, either near or far, to observe and became quiet.

Soon, some leaders came out from among them and were the first to step into Jingwa Lane and approach the gate of Xia Chong Zhai.

Among them, a burly old man in white clothes with a white deer following closely behind him was particularly conspicuous.

Inside Xia Chong Zhai, Zhao Qian'er couldn't help but say, "Brother Rong'er, Miss, it seems like the chief master is about to come in."

Before Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei could speak, Zhao Xifu interrupted:

"Come in, you're not allowed to, how dare this guy named Yue enter Xia Chong Zhai? Is he brave enough? But you've finished your meal, so leave quickly and don't let those guys outside block the door. I'm also going to close the shop and go to sleep with my wife."

His tone was urgent and impatient.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but glance at Zhao Xifu.

He also noticed that the shopkeeper didn't seem to like the hustle and bustle outside, and insisted that Zhao Lingfei go with them through the main door to leave so that the hustle and bustle outside could dissipate.

And Qingjun's hesitant attitude seemed a bit strange.

Zhao Rong turned around and said:

"Qing Jun, why don't we go out? Zhu Ma has just recovered halfway...recovered to Grade A. It's not something shameful to hide. Your teachers and fellow disciples in the mansion are here too. In Duyou City, even if there are people with ulterior motives, they dare not take action."

Zhao Lingfei pursed her lips and glanced at him, "You can go out through the main gate, but, Brother Rong'er, Senior Yue..."

She thought about it, and simply briefly told him how much Vietnam Star valued her, including his firm assertion in public that Zhao Lingfei would definitely achieve the Golden Elixir before she could have a son...

At a certain moment, Zhao Rong couldn't help but open his eyes, as he seemed to sense something was wrong.

Good job.

When Qing Jun was promoted to Haoran Realm, two top-grade swords that looked like twin lotuses were born. Of course, this could not be concealed among the high-ranking officials of the four Taiqing Prefectures. As the first person to promote him, the Yue Chief outside the door should have been very proud. However...

Concubine Zhao Ling only went back to her hometown, but she was deprived of a top-grade sword by this "mere son-in-law", and her realm also stagnated...

Well, if the four palaces of Taiqing are compared to a school, Zhao Rong feels that this deputy palace master Yue is equivalent to the vice principal, and the previous Qingjun was the top student in the grade who he vowed to be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, but in the end... he was seduced by Zhao Rong, a poor student in cultivation, to fall in love with him and was led astray...

Good man, this wave of slapping, how can the leader keep his face? If he meets, will Zhao Rong have a good ending?

At this moment, Zhao Rong's eyelids jumped, and he immediately said to his wife:

"Qingjun, I think it's better not to go out now. How about... sit for a while... Well, the noise from Zhuma Jianyin just now seemed quite loud, so if I go out now, I'll probably be surrounded by people asking questions, which might delay Qian'er and I's trip back to Dali tonight. I think... it's better to keep a low profile."

His tone was sincere, but when Zhao Xifu heard that Zhao Rong still wanted to stay here, he immediately gave up and waved his hand, saying, "No, you kid, take those bachelors outside and get out of here."

Zhao Rong pretended not to hear and didn't look at him.

Concubine Zhao Ling gave Zhao Xifu an apologetic smile, then turned to Zhao Rong and said:

"I thought so too, but you and Qian'er still have to catch the Yunhai ferry tonight, so you can't be late and stay here for long. Besides, Mr. Zhu and the others have things to do, so I can't nag you."

Zhao Rong nodded and pondered for a moment. "How about this, Qingjun, you go out alone first and return to Taiqing Mansion with the teachers. Qian'er, Mr. Zhu, the little girl and I will wait until you leave and everyone outside the door disperses on their own before we leave..."

Zhao Lingfei, Zhu Yourong and others thought about it for a while and felt that this method was moderate and safe. Moreover, they could not think of any other method at the moment, so they all nodded in agreement.

After everyone had discussed it, they said goodbye to each other.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at her husband carefully for a while, then turned around and prepared to go out first.

Zhao Rong suddenly took a step forward, grabbed her hand, and pulled his wife into his arms.

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head, her ears turned red, and she asked, "What?" Her voice was as small as a mosquito.

Zhao Rong said nothing.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked up at him and took the initiative to say in a low voice:

"Don't worry, Senior Yue is actually a good person, but he is a bit straightforward. I will explain your situation to him after I go out. The old senior is easy to talk to. And this glass of wine you asked... asked God for me tonight..."

The woman with autumn eyes paused and glanced at the tightly closed wooden door. Outside the door at this moment were all fellow sword practitioners who were attracted by Xin Zhuma's sword chanting.

What an honor this is for a sword cultivator, and she, Zhao Lingfei, can experience it for the second time!

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head proudly and squinted her eyes slightly, "When Senior Yue knows this, he will understand that I did not choose the wrong person and will not misunderstand you again."

Zhao Rong was stunned. Looking at the lady's sparkling eyes and her slightly arrogant look, he pursed his lips, remained silent for a while, and then shook his head.

"That's not what I meant to say."

Concubine Zhao Ling looked somewhat puzzled.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "I've said before that if I owe you anything, I will pay you back double."

He turned his head to look at the purple sword childhood friend who was following Zhao Lingfei, shook his head slightly, and murmured to himself:

“It’s still not enough.”

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Zhao Rong in a daze.

She was about to shake her head and say something else, but Zhao Rong suddenly smiled and gently pushed her, "Go quickly. Wait for me to come back."

Concubine Zhao Ling was silent for a moment and nodded.

She turned around and took a few steps, then suddenly turned back and returned to Zhao Rong. She deftly took the white jade from her slender waist and tied it around his waist.

The woman looked focused and tied it carefully.

"Wear it, safe."

She lowered her head and whispered something, then turned around and walked towards the door again.

"Sister Zhao, wait."

However, at this moment, a girl's voice was heard in the room.

Zhao Lingfei, Zhao Rong and others were all stunned. When they turned around, it turned out to be Su Xiaoxiao.

Before Zhao Rong could frown and think more, the little fox demon suddenly stepped out from behind Zhu Yourong, lowered his fox eyes, grabbed some cloth with both little hands, and came in front of Zhao Lingfei.

"Sister Zhao, you haven't tied your hair yet. My great-grandmother said... after a woman has a lover, she can't let her hair down casually..."

The little fox demon who would comb her hair carefully every day when she woke up said seriously to Concubine Zhao Lingfei who had black hair hanging down to her waist.

The latter looked at her, smiled and nodded, preparing to take out a hairband.

"I...I'll help you."

Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head and didn't wait for Zhao Lingfei to react. She quickly came behind her and helped her tie her hair up carefully.

It turned out that the thing the little fox demon was holding in his hand was a folded light pink ribbon.

Concubine Zhao Ling was startled, but she did not refuse. After Su Xiaoxiao tied her hair, she looked into the little girl's eyes and said, "Little girl, when you have nothing to do in the future, you can come to Nanci Jingshe to find me. I live in Qinglian Pavilion."

"Oh oh." Su Xiaoxiao lowered her head and nodded stupidly, but her eyes drifted to the ground beside her.

Zhao Rong looked calm, without any expression or interruption.

Quietly looking at Qingjun and Xiaoxiao who was tying her hair.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and glanced at everyone, especially stopping at her husband.

Then she came to the closed store door.

The next second, there was a "squeak".

The door of Xia Chong Zhai was pushed open from the inside...

Inside and outside Jingwa Lane, under countless different gazes.

I saw a woman with autumn eyes, carrying a purple sword, calmly walking out from the gate of Xia Chong Zhai.

Her face was calm as she looked at everyone: "First Master, Senior Sister Ning..."

The woman with autumn eyes greeted them gently.

“…”

“…”

The burly old man who was stroking his beard and carrying the white deer frowned slightly, "Girl Zhao, why are you... here." For some reason, the old man's voice gradually became smaller.

"Junior Sister Zhao..." The fellow brothers and sisters from Xiaoyao Mansion were surprised at this time.

Ning Ying, who had just arrived not long ago, was chatting quietly with her junior sisters and brothers from Xiaoyao Mansion. When she saw the familiar figure of this junior sister, she smiled gently and was surprised, "Junior Sister Lingfei."

Just after the sounds of surprise, the gazes of countless sword practitioners in and out of the alley began to fall on the strange purple sword beside the quiet Zhao Lingfei.

The area inside and outside Jingwa Alley gradually fell into deathly silence.

Then...

“Crash!”

The scene was boiling.

…

Just when the Vietnamese star, the leader of Xiaoyao Mansion, almost pulled out his beard, and everyone was shocked and amazed.

Ning Ying narrowed her eyes and looked over Concubine Zhao Lingfei's shoulder into the door behind her.

There seemed to be a man in gray clothes and with a stubble on his beard, leaning against the half-open door, looking at them...

Ning Ying's eyes turned and she glanced at the purple sword that seemed to contain terrifying power and magical powers.

The woman in red clothes, whose true identity was Bai Jiao, had a gleam in her eyes.

…

After Zhao Lingfei pushed the door open and appeared.

There were waves of heat and loud noise outside Xia Chong Zhai.

Zhao Rong and others waited quietly in the hall inside the gate for a long time, and finally, the footsteps in Jingwa Alley gradually became less and less.

Most of the sword cultivators who came outside the door after hearing the sword chanting, did not stay for long and left one after another after discovering an answer that was somewhat incredible.

Tomorrow, the news that the number one prodigy of Taiqing Prefecture, Concubine Zhao Ling, had forged another top-grade sword would spread throughout Duyou City, and the resulting waves would spread layer by layer until... the fame of this young lady from the Zhao family would resound throughout the entire Wangquezhou Mountain. After that, her fame would spread far and wide to Nanxiaoyaozhou, where the sword art was flourishing...

However, although many people left, there were still a few people who lingered outside Jingwa Lane, and no one knew what their purpose was.

Inside the door, Zhao Rong and his group frowned, feeling a little inconvenient to go out.

Zhao Xifu opened the wooden door which was left a crack, and then slammed it shut again.

He crossed his arms and said unhappily, "Come on, let's go to another door."

"Are there other doors?" Zhao Rong was curious and thought for a moment, "Didn't you just say that you run a legitimate store?"

Zhao Xifu said sternly, "Is there anything wrong with a side door for a regular store?"

Zhao Rong: “…”

Everyone in the hall: "..."

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

At this moment, Li Xueyu, who had run to the door at some point and was peeking at the scene outside, suddenly said goodbye to Zhao Rong and others.

"Mr. Zhu, Sister Yu...Brother Ziyu, I...my father seems to be here, just at the entrance of the alley..." Li Xueyu said a little shyly.

Zhao Rong reacted and understood what she meant.

He didn't ask any more questions, just smiled and told Brother Xue You to be careful.

"Yeah!" The shy girl glanced at him quickly and nodded vigorously.

Li Xueyu picked up a glass of Bingniang wine that had not been drunk on the table, lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry, brother Ziyu, I... I have to talk to my father first before I can drink it. But don't worry, my father will definitely let me, I just have to say it..."

Zhao Rong immediately understood why the little girl was shy and hesitant when he poured her wine at the table just now.

He didn't care too much and nodded with a sunny smile, "It's okay."

“Thank…thank you.”

Afterwards, Li Xueyu went out from the main gate and gently closed the shop door.

Zhao Xifu, Zhao Rong, Zhu Yourong and their group left through a back door that led to a stinking ditch.

This is the back door that a shopkeeper calls the main door. Maybe because it is hidden, there are no signs of people like those at the main door.

Zhao Rong led everyone away quickly.

Not long after, he and Zhu Yourong and several other girls parted ways.

Zhu Yourong brought Yu Huaijin and Jingzi back to the academy.

Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er decided to go to Taiqing Mansion first. Little Qian'er had some luggage to pick up from Qinglianxuan.

So... it just so happens that I'm going back to Taiqing Mansion with 'Miss Su'...

In a quiet, dark alley.

Three people were walking side by side.

Zhao Rong rolled up his sleeves and walked on the far left.

Zhao Qianer walked in the middle.

And Su Xiaoxiao is on the far right.

Zhao Qian'er was holding Zhao Rong's right arm while turning to talk to Su Xiaoxiao, telling her to visit Qinglianxuan often when she was free in the future.

A little fox demon responded softly.

At a certain moment, when they reached a dimly lit area, Zhao Rong secretly glanced at Xiao Qian'er who was standing in the middle.

The little girl looked calm and unaware of her nature as a light bulb. At this moment, she was facing forward, looking at the road ahead.

Zhao Rong deliberately slowed down his steps and tilted his head back slightly, taking the opportunity to look at Xiaoxiao at the edge from behind the little head covered by Zhao Qian'er without making any expression.

What he didn't expect was that... the little fox demon was actually looking at him sideways in the same way.

As soon as their eyes met, they turned their heads away at the same time.

After a few breaths, they both seemed to realize that there was no need to be so guilty, and they looked at each other at the same time.

“…”

“…”

How come it looks like a spy meeting?

The atmosphere between the two of them was a little awkward...

"Hmm..." After looking at each other for a while, the little fox demon turned her head and threw the back of her head to someone. She pursed her lips slightly and didn't want to pay attention to him anymore.

Zhao Rong covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

At this time, as they were approaching the north gate of Taiqing Prefecture, Zhao Rong glanced at Xiao Qian'er, who seemed to want to take him to Qinglianxuan.

The latter was turning around to say goodbye to Su Xiaoxiao.

Zhao Rong held up his sleeves with his hands, paused for a moment, and said casually: "Qian'er..."

…