Ye Anping naturally didn't want to pay attention to Yun Jiujiu, but the current situation did not allow him to ignore her.
Yun Jiujiu stared at him fiercely, with the words "I want to fight you!" written all over her small face. He felt that if he ignored her and turned his back, he would receive a small punch that could break rocks.
He didn't have much confidence that he could block Yun Jiujiu's fist with his bare hands. The punch he had just blocked for Yun Yiyi was because Yun Jiujiu didn't put enough force. Therefore, he positioned his left hand, hidden in his sleeve, to bring out the sword in his storage bag.
Sure enough, just as he took his eyes away from Yun Jiujiu and was about to step forward and open the door of the *Sword Pavilion, *he suddenly felt a strong wind on one side of his cheek.
Ye Anping glanced sideways and saw a small fist, already less than five inches away from his cheek.
He immediately took out the prepared sword and lowered his stance, ready to block the punch with the blade.
But before the fist collided with the blade of his sword, Feng Yu Die, who was standing behind Yun Jiujiu, grabbed her armpits, used her arms as hooks, and lifted her off the ground. "...Jiujiu, weren't we here to investigate a case?"
Yun Jiujiu kicked wildly in mid-air, trying to reach Ye Anping with her toes pointed straight. Unfortunately, she had short legs, and besides, Feng Yu Die took one step back while holding her so she couldn't reach him at all.
"Brother Yu, let go of me!! I have to beat this bumbling little bitch till he cries for mercy!!"
Feng Yu Die, who exerted all her strength, looked at Ye Anping and threatened hastily. "Jiujiu, if you keep doing this, I won't fight with you when we get back!"
"..."
Yun Jiujiu was taken aback and looked up at Feng Yu Die's chin while hanging on her. She stopped kicking her feet and calmed down, frowning. "Tsk... Alright then, when we go back, you'll fight another round with me."
"Okay, okay..."
Feng Yu Die breathed a sigh of relief, put Yun Jiujiu back on the ground, and then glanced at Ye Anping as if asking for credit: *Young Master Ye, you told me to get this little bean's trust. Look, I did it in three days.*
Ye Anping put away his sword, and seeing how well-behaved Yun Jiujiu was now, he couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. He really didn't expect Feng Yu Die to become so close to Yun Jiujiu in just three days.
Yun Yiyi was similarly surprised upon seeing this scene. How could this silver-haired young man restrain her second sister?
Not to be fooled by her small stature and slender arms and legs, she actually had innate divine power. Yun Yiyi still remembered when Yun Jiujiu was four years old and fought with the disciples in the sect. While ordinary people would pick up branches or throw stones, she directly uprooted a tree and threw it as if it were a stone.
Moreover, after checking on him, she found that this silver-haired young man's cultivation level was only at the middle stage of the *Foundation Building*.
She shouldn't underestimate him... Yun Yiyi decided to find an excuse to send Feng Yu Die away. In case this matter was solved by him, all the credit will go to her second sister.
"Second sister, this case involves the inner disciples of our family. As the saying goes, we shouldn't air our dirty laundry in public. If you want to investigate the case, you can do it yourself or have a disciple from **Sword Wine Peak** accompany you. It's not appropriate to have an outsider help you with the investigation."
Yun Jiujiu paused and pointed to Ye Anping, asking, "But didn't you bring an outsider too?"
Yun Yiyi glanced at Ye Anping and took his hand. "He is my husband, so naturally, he is part of the Yun family."
"Huh?"
Yun Jiujiu faltered as she looked up and down at Ye Anping. Then, she turned her head away and said disdainfully, "Tsk! A little sissy marrying another little sissy, you two are really a good match."
"Thank you for the compliment." Yun Yiyi responded with a smile. "I'm not like you, a rough girl that no one wants even if you barge through the door."
Yun Jiujiu raised her clenched fist again. "Who did you say no one wants?"
Yun Yiyi took a cautious step back, replying, "You'd better ask this Mr. Feng to retreat now. This is a family matter. It's not proper to let outsiders meddle in it."
"Family my ass! If he is your husband, then this one is my husband." Yun Jiujiu stomped on the ground and then grabbed Feng Yu Die's hand, turning to her and asking, "Isn't that right?"
?
Feng Yu Die shrank her neck and shook her head slightly. She was wholeheartedly devoted to Sister Pei!
"Wuuu ←→←→......"
"Stop being so indecisive like a little sissy..."
Yun Jiujiu frowned in discontentment, jumped up directly, and latched her lips on Feng Yu Die's left cheek, sucking her flesh.
*Mwah~~*
After leaving a hickey on Feng Yu Die's face, Yun Jiujiu landed back on the ground, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and then looked back at Yun Yiyi. "How about this? Now he is no longer a stranger, eh?"
Yun Yiyi felt a bit annoyed but also pitied Master Feng. Although Mr. Feng was not as good-looking as her Young Master Ye, he was still handsome; sadly, he ended up being abused by her second sister, that coarse girl.
She pouted and ignored them, then walked to the *Sword Pavilion* and opened the door, ready to go in.
However, the moment she pushed open the door, after seeing the situation inside and smelling the fishy odor that hit her in the face, she instantly paled and subconsciously took a step back and stumbled, which caused her to lose her balance and fall backward.
"Ah..."
It was Ye Anping who quickly put his arms around her waist to prevent her from falling to the ground and hitting the back of her head.
When Yun Jiujiu saw this, she burst out laughing. "Haha-- weren't you going in to investigate? Why did your legs go soft before you even entered the door?"
"..."
Yun Yiyi was a little reluctant, but it was a fact that her legs felt weak and shaky. One or two corpses were okay, but these twenty-seven butchered corpses were too much for her to handle.
However, she didn't want to admit defeat in front of Yun Jiujiu, so she tried to stand up again. Ye Anping put his arm around her waist, pulled her to sit against the wall, and persuaded her. "Miss Yun, I'll just go in alone. This is not a suitable scene for a noble young lady like you."
Yun Yiyi pursed her lips and nodded slightly. "Then... I'll count on you, Master Ye."
"Alright."
Ye Anping stood up and walked toward the door of the *Sword Pavilion*. He peeked inside to assess the situation, but even he felt his stomach churn when he saw what was there.
In the game, probably due to imposing some standards, the scenes were not as bloody as this.
This murder case in the *Sword Pavilion* was the first plot event in the ***Moon Shadow Sword*** Sect. In fact, he knew what was going on no matter if he entered or not; but still, he had to put on an act. So, he held his breath, took out a face scarf from his storage bag, put it on, and stepped over the threshold, walking inside.
Yun Jiujiu quickly pushed Feng Yu Die who was still in a daze. "Brother Yu, I'm counting on you! I can't help with this matter."
"Ah... Oh."
Feng Yu Die pouted. Then, imitating Ye Anping, she took out a handkerchief and followed him into the *Sword Pavilion*. Yun Jiujiu closed the door and glanced at Yun Yiyi. "Heh... weakling."
Yun Yiyi met her gaze. "Tsk, stinky drunkard."
