"Grandpa! We're leaving!"
At the gate of the mansion, Yan Yinluo said reluctantly to Yan Yi.
Ye Ming's purpose for visiting the Yan family had been achieved, and there were many more matters that required his personal attention.
Therefore, they did not have much time to linger at the Yan family's residence.
"Good! Go!"
Yan Yi rubbed his beloved granddaughter's head, saying affectionately, "With Young Ye's abilities, you can return anytime. There's no need for such farewells!"
"Mm!"
Hearing this, Yan Yinluo realized she was being a bit too sentimental.
Ye Ming had naturally left a spatial coordinate at the Yan family's. If Yan Yinluo wished to return home, she could do so in the blink of an eye.
"Grandpa Yan! The things I gave you can be used by the Yan family's venerated elders for cultivation! However, they should not be shared with outsiders!" Ye Ming stated.
"Mm! I understand!"
Yan Yi looked at the young man before him, and deep within his cloudy eyes, a complex emotion was hidden: "Young Ye, I entrust Yinluo to you!"
At this moment, he was unsure whether it was the right choice to have Yan Yinluo stay by Ye Ming's side.
"Grandpa Yan! Uncle! Aunt! I, Ye Ming, hereby promise you..." Ye Ming looked at the three elders, held Yan Yinluo's hand, and said with determined eyes, "As long as I am here, no one will be able to harm Yinluo!"
Feeling the warmth in her palm, Yan Yinluo's heart was also filled with a warm current. She looked at the young man beside her with eyes as clear as a mirror, filled with love and tenderness.
...
Villa Number Ten, Ziyun Mountain, Minghai City.
When Ye Ming and Yan Yinluo emerged from the spatial portal, only Nangong Qianyu was present in the hall.
She was currently sitting cross-legged, her eyes lightly closed, emitting a faint glow of energy, immersed in meditation.
Seeing this, Ye Ming and Yan Yinluo were slightly taken aback. Nangong Qianyu's diligence exceeded their expectations.
Yan Yinluo, in particular, was deeply moved.
Among the few women, she was the last to embrace the path of immortal cultivation. Now, she witnessed Nangong Qianyu's diligent practice.
"Brother Ming! It seems I need to work even harder to keep up with Qianyu and the others." As she spoke, she unconsciously clenched her fists.
"Take your time, Yinluo! Remember, in the path of cultivation, 'impatience' is a great taboo!" Ye Ming patted her hand and said seriously.
He knew exactly what Yan Yinluo was thinking.
Therefore, it was crucial to prevent potential hidden dangers from arising in the early stages of cultivation.
"Mm! Don't worry! I understand!"
She nodded vigorously, clearly understanding Ye Ming's words.
"Good! You wait here at home for Junxue and the others to return. I'll go pick up Yuemian!"
Ye Ming glanced at Nangong Qianyu, then tore open another spatial portal and left the villa.
...
Meanwhile, at the Du family residence, the provincial capital of Huaan Province.
"Is everything handled?"
In the hall, Du Yuemian asked the nearly ten figures before her in a deep voice.
"Rest assured, Young Miss! Under the incitement online, our people have already gathered some fervent fans of Teacher Ye and Miss Qianxun. There will be no problems!"
"Good! There are still ten minutes left. You may go prepare!" Du Yuemian glanced at the time, ten minutes before six o'clock in the afternoon.
"Yes!"
Following that, the group left the hall.
"Things are almost done. I wonder if the final result will satisfy Young Master!"
Du Yuemian returned to her seat. Before her was a white paper filled with writing. On this paper, various arrows were connected to form relationships, with key points marked in different colored inks. The paper alone indicated her meticulousness.
Just as Du Yuemian was about to pick up the paper and review it again, her shoulders were suddenly pressed by a pair of warm hands: "Satisfied! With my Yuemian's diligence, how could Young Master not be satisfied?"
As this familiar voice echoed, Du Yuemian's stiffened body immediately softened.
"You appearing so suddenly, aren't you afraid of startling me?" Feeling the hands alleviating her fatigue, Du Yuemian closed her eyes and quietly enjoyed the moment.
"Alright, I'll be careful next time!"
As Ye Ming massaged her, he asked, "Have you finished the handover with Loliya?"
Loliya!
What kind of matter required the participation of that sacred God of Wisdom?
"Mm! The time we planned was chosen by Sister Loliya!" Du Yuemian nodded slightly, expressing admiration: "Sister Loliya truly lives up to her name as the God of Wisdom, she's incredible!"
It seemed that through their communication over the past period, Du Yuemian had been impressed by Loliya's capabilities.
"Oh! It seems you two had a pleasant conversation!"
Hearing this, Ye Ming was not surprised by Du Yuemian's evaluation.
After all, anyone who had interacted with Loliya would offer similar remarks.
"Of course! Not only did I have a pleasant conversation with Sister Loliya, but I also had a wonderful chat with Sister Nainer." Speaking of this, Du Yuemian tilted her head, a knowing smile playing on her lips: "Especially concerning Young Master's past!"
Past matters!
Upon hearing this, Ye Ming could already imagine some scenes.
"Quick! Confess! What information did Nainer leak about me?" Ye Ming squeezed Du Yuemian's shoulders, deliberately putting on a fierce expression.
"Well..."
Du Yuemian continued to look up at him, smiling triumphantly: "I won't tell you! It's a secret between us sisters!"
"You..."
Hearing this, several lines appeared on Ye Ming's forehead: "Fine! If you don't confess honestly, don't blame me..."
Mid-sentence, Ye Ming's pupils suddenly widened. Not only that, but his heart rate also quickened.
"What's wrong?"
Du Yuemian tilted her head, looking puzzled.
At this moment, she had no idea what she had exposed.
With her head tilted up and Ye Ming's advantageous perspective, everything before him was enough to make any man's blood surge.
First, Du Yuemian's delicate and tender neck and smooth, jade-like collarbone were fully visible to Ye Ming. Further down, an endless abyss could be seen. On either side, the faint outline of snow-white peaks could be glimpsed.
The contours and the majestic expanse were enough to make any gaze linger.
At this moment, Du Yuemian also seemed to notice Ye Ming's gaze gradually intensifying, even carrying a fire of conquest.
Only then did she realize how alluring her current posture was.
However, she realized it a bit too late. As she tried to bring her uplifted head back down, she was held by two hands.
"You... Mmph!"
This pose, this state, this intimacy, was something neither of them had experienced before.
Initially, both were a little unaccustomed. But as their mouths intertwined for longer, they began to respond to each other.
Then, they found their own comfortable angles, making this sudden entanglement even more... prolonged.