Old Xiao was about to take off in the courtyard but found that the space around him was locked.

In grateful perspiration, he turned his head, trembling to look at the doorsill.

Cerberus was lounging there, one hand drooping, his tone was stern, "Why the hell do you keep the little girl here? You brat!"

Old Xiao tried to speak but could not make a sound.

At this time the painting in his arms suddenly vibrated, and an invisible wave flashed around.

Cerberus observed the power contained in it and released the restrictions on him.

Old Xiao hastily nodded and humbled himself to show his gratitude.

This curmudgeon was not as good-tempered as that one inside.

An evil grin was spreading across Cerberus' face, "I'm not gonna kill you, it was not far from your end."

It gracefully wagged its tail and pulled the door shut with its hind legs.

Old Xiao froze on the spot; it seemed to know the origin of the Equinox Flower.

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In the hut, Wang Yan was hastily following Zhang Jian into the kitchen. She had never done any humble housework since her childhood, and it was the first time for her to be of service to a man. She stepped forward and took the plates and bowls from Zhang Jian's hand, "Senior, leave them to me."

Zhang Jian politely declined, "It's late, time for bed as you should be."

Wang Yan's hands were rested on her waist, "Don't diminish me. I'm a genius!" She began to roll up her sleeves and turned around to prepare to brush the dishes while saying, "Master said that every profession should be respected. The maid has her pride, too." Then, a crunching sound of a plate hitting the floor echoed in the kitchen.

No sound was better than a sound at this point.

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The night invaded the curtain.

Occasionally unknown animal cries came from the mountain gorges; Zhang Jian slept late.

The sum that Old Xiao bought paintings before was donated some the poor under the mountain; he lacked for nothing here and didn't require so much. No shortage of food; the rice harvested the other day was still in the depository. He was afraid that the little girl would be miserably fed.

It seemed he had to go up the hills to hunt again.

In the bedroom, Wang Yan was cultivating.

As a cultivator getting used to the Purple Mountain's abundant arua, she had supposed it would be an inefficient night. Unexpectedly, the qi filled with this ordinary room.

"It's so dense!"

She couldn't believe this unusual density. The efficiency of cultivating here was at least ten times that of the Purple Mountain.

"It turned out that master saw through it a long time ago."

Just as she was grateful in her heart, the unexpected happened.

As a rule the Qi of heaven and earth would be smoothly inhaled and absorbed by a cultivator, yet the Qi in this room kept rushing around inside her body. Before she had time to realize it, her meridians could barely withstand the burst.

"Ah!"

The scream startled Zhang Jian, who was in the bathroom.

He hastily hitched his pants and rushed into the bedroom, only to see a disheveled Wang Yan, sweating profusely, clutching her right leg in pain.

Cerberus in the yard was awakened, followed by a profound smile.

"The master is male after all." Then fell back to sleep.

Zhang Jian ignored the traditional etiquette and put his hands on Wang Yan's calf, comforting her, "It's okay,...Just a little case."