Qianhun poured tea for Lan Yi, who took it after a slight hesitation. Then the two of them drank tea face to face, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

"I suspect that Helan is colluding with the people from Jinwu Sect. The leader of Jinwu Sect might be Ling Shuiyan, although there is no definite evidence yet!" Qianhun went straight to the point.

Lan Yi was shocked. "The leader of the Jinwu Sect is Ling Shuiyan. Master did think of that, but Helan joined forces with the Jinwu Sect... Aren't the Jinwu Sect and Helan mortal enemies? The leader of the martial arts world of Jinlong Villa was snatched from the Jinwu Sect!"

Qianhun whispered, "I am just guessing, and I don't have any definite evidence. Fortunately, no one in the martial arts world knows the true identity of the leader of Feilong Hall, so I am considering keeping a close eye on the movements of Helan and Jinwu Sect in the dark before contacting Madam."

He paused, "Lan Yi, I know it's your duty, but once you tell Madam that Lie Yan, the leader of Feilong Hall, is the master, the lady might lose her temper. Besides, this is originally a contest of love between the master and the lady, and it's really hard to explain the relationship between the two of them, so whether you want to tell the lady the truth or not, you should think about it yourself!"

Lan Yi was stunned, "You want me to deceive the master?"

"It's not really a lie. I know Madam has begun to doubt my identity, but this is the only way for now!"

Lan frowned, "Let me think about it!"

Qianhun nodded, "This concerns the future of the master and the mistress, Lan Yi, I hope you can think it over carefully!"

Lan nodded, used his Qing Kung Fu to jump out of the window.

Qianhun stared at the night in a daze for a while, and finally lay down on the bed, took out the cushion, hugged it, and fell asleep.

Lan Yi sat on the roof for a long time.

She denied that Qianhun was right, but she really couldn't deceive her master. What should she do?

Shui Yao looked at Lan Yi on the roof opposite through the window. She frowned. Intuitively, she thought Lan Yi already had the answer.

"Lan Yi!" Shui Yao called her. Lan Yi was startled, and immediately used her Qing Gong to fly down from the opposite roof, and knelt respectfully outside the window, "Greetings, Master!"

"Come in and talk!" Shui Yao whispered.

After all, this is Helan's territory, so we'd better be careful!

Lan nodded and walked quickly into the room.

"how?"

"I... I was discovered by Zimo before I even saw his true face. We fought and he alerted the leader. I..." Lan said with a twinkling voice.

"Really? Then what about his martial arts? You have seen Qianhun's martial arts, but Qianhun?" Shui Yao's eyes darkened and she stared at Lan Yi.

Seeing Shui Yao becoming suspicious, Lan Yi took the risk. She was with her master anyway and she would protect her master. Instead of making her master worry, she might as well take the responsibility herself!

"Master, that person's martial arts are very mixed, but we cannot rule out the possibility that he is Qianhun. If we alarm them tonight, I'm afraid it won't work. Tomorrow, Lan Yi will go again tomorrow!" Once Lan Yi made up his mind, he relaxed and his eyes no longer flickered.

Shui Yao smiled faintly, "Tomorrow, the people from the Jinwu Sect should be here, it's time to show their true colors!"

Shui Yao's smile was elegant, but her eyes were bright. She had been curious about the leader of the Jinwu Sect for a long time. If they were really the ones who captured Yue Nanxuan, then they would have been exposed at the martial arts conference!

"Yes, there will be many martial artists coming up the mountain tomorrow, and the Golden Dragon Villa will be in chaos!" Lan thought to himself when he saw Shui Yao didn't want to pursue the matter.

He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered.

"Tell Fenchang to be on high alert. Nothing can go wrong before the martial arts conference. And Helan, there is only one day left. He will never give up. But I'm curious about what conditions he will put forward to make me withdraw from the election for the leader of the martial arts world!" Shui Yao said lightly, frowning slightly in thought.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Fen Chang knocking gently on the door, "Master, the young master of Jinlong Villa has personally delivered a midnight snack. Master, may I know?"

Shui Yao raised her eyebrows. It was He Ting again. Midnight snack?

"Just say that I'm asleep!" Shui Yao responded coldly.

"Yes, master!" The sound of Fan Chang's footsteps gradually receding was heard outside the door.

"Lan Yi, you are tired too, go and have a rest!" Shui Yao looked back and gave a light instruction.

Lan Yi nodded quickly, stepped out and closed the door.

Shui Yao frowned slightly. Lan Yi was obviously hiding something from her. What was it? After all they had been through, she believed in Lan Yi's loyalty and that he would never betray her. Could it be...

Shui Yao instinctively looked towards the backyard again, Yue Nanchen, oh Yue Nanchen, when will you finally show up?

In the backyard, Yue Nanchen stood under a tree with his hands behind his back. As if he sensed the woman's call, he turned his face with a golden mask towards the front yard, and his pair of ink-black eyes emitted a brilliant glow in the dark night.

“Master!” Qianhun stepped out from the corner, “Lan Yi has been here, and she knows my true identity, but I have explained the interests to her. In my judgment, she will not tell Madam the truth!”

Yue Nanchen frowned coldly and said in a deep voice, "Why are you so careless? Fortunately, it was Lan Yi this time. If it was Jinlong Villa or Jinwu

Where are the people from the gate? Qianhun, you are becoming more and more careless! "

Qianhun lowered his eyes, feeling indescribably guilty, "Master, Qianhun will be more careful next time!"

He paused, "But what's new? Helan's son He Ting is back and seems to be interested in Madam. When Qianhun came in just now, he saw He Ting waiting in the front yard, but Madam didn't seem to see him!"

Yue Nanchen frowned coldly. He Ting? How dare a little boy like him covet his woman?

Seeing Yue Nanchen's expression change, Qianhun immediately urged, "Master, when you left, did the Leng Emperor, the Ming King, and the Emperor leave? Maybe they will also come to the martial arts conference this time when Madam comes..."

"Shut up!" Yue Nanchen looked back coldly. His harsh words frightened Qian Hun so much that he shivered violently. He dared not talk nonsense anymore and shrank his neck and kept silent.

His eyes darkened, Yue Nanchen moved, and immediately climbed over the courtyard wall and disappeared, leaving only a cold and gloomy atmosphere in his place.

"Hehe, I knew I wouldn't be able to keep my temper!" Qianhun muttered, shook his head and walked away.

Hiding in a towering tree, he looked coldly at He Ting who was waiting outside the door. His inky eyes became darker and heavier. He didn't expect that this kid hadn't left yet. Wasn't he giving up yet?

He Ting shuddered suddenly and rubbed the hairs on his arms. For some reason, he felt that someone was watching him in the dark. But when he thought about it, this was his territory, and who would dare to mess with him?

"Master, this woman won't accept my toast, so why should we drink the wine? Anyway, this is in our Golden Dragon Villa, are we afraid of her? Master, there is no need to feel wronged. No, He Biao will go in right now..."

"Shut up!" He Ting said coldly.

She scolded him, "Do you think this is an ordinary woman? If it was an ordinary woman, I would have thrown myself into your arms with just a wave of my hand. This woman is extremely rare, you have never seen one in your life!"

He Ting said this with an evil light in his eyes. He set his eyes on the midnight snack. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to drug it and then make it a done deal. However, he didn't expect that the Palace Master of Wuxing Palace would not see him at all. In this way...

"Let's go. As long as she is in Jinlong Villa, I will have a chance!" He Ting looked at the sky. It was indeed getting late. It was no use wasting time like this, so he took He Biao and left.

Yue Nanchen frowned coldly, and when his eyes turned to the courtyard where Shui Yao was, they suddenly became gentle. "One day, and another day. Yao'er, after the identity of the leader of the Jinwu Sect is confirmed tomorrow, I will definitely come to see you!"

On the second day, just as Shui Yao had expected, Jinlong Villa became bustling since early morning, with friends from all walks of life coming to visit in an endless stream. In order to win over the hearts of the people and gain votes, this time Helan brought He Ting to personally welcome them at the gate of the villa.

After settling everyone down, Helan and He Ting returned to their room tiredly.

"Ting'er, I'm here, just go and do your thing!" Helan said in a low voice, with some meaning.

He Ting nodded, and finally entered Shui Yao's yard under the pretext of asking about the lunch menu.

There is a garden in the yard and a stream in the garden, which seems to run through the whole yard. There is an arch bridge over the stream. Shui Yao is leaning lazily on the arch bridge. Her white clothes are whiter than snow, her hair is tied up high, and her snow-white neck is just like a fairy who has descended to the earth. She moves gently in the breeze, as if she wants to chase after the wind. She is indescribably beautiful.

People say that beautiful women should not lean on the railing, as the mountains and waters will feel cold if you do so. It's really true!