As expected, still the same fiery temper."
Facing Xiao Yu's unfriendly expression, Xiao Yan didn't feel irritated at all. Instead, he found it amusing.
"I heard your strength has fallen all the way to Dou Qi Stage Three."
Xiao Yu approached him. Her face wasn't as stunning as Xun'er's, and even lacked some of Xiao Mei's delicate charm, but there was an undeniable heroic beauty about her.
Combined with her tall figure and those perfect long legs, she was definitely a striking beauty in her own right.
At this moment, however, her gaze toward Xiao Yan carried a hint of schadenfreude.
Using her early-developed height to her advantage, she slightly leaned forward, looking down at the boy half a head shorter than her.
For the future young patriarch of the Xiao family, Xiao Yu showed absolutely no respect.
"Yes, I did fall to Dou Qi Stage Three."
Xiao Yan's smile remained unchanged, his eyes calm and gentle as ever.
That composure made Xiao Yu uncomfortable. She had always been used to bickering with him, but now, it felt like her punches were landing on cotton—no resistance, no satisfaction, just frustration.
"Hmph! Serves you right. You dared to act like a pervert before....now look at you. Heaven finally opened its eyes. Retribution!"
Still unsatisfied, Xiao Yu refused to leave, pressing on even harder.
"You woman…"
Even Xiao Yan couldn't help but choke for a moment.
He waved his hand helplessly. "Sister Yu, it was just a leg touch....by accident. It's been years already. Don't you think it's time to let it go?"
"Years? You call two years years?"
Xiao Yu's eyes widened in fury as if she wanted to swallow him whole.
"Fine, fine, I'm petty then," she huffed. "Today, I'll be even pettier! Since you're down, I'll take my chance!"
With a cold snort, she reached out to grab his collar. "Xiao Yan, today's the day I finally teach you a lesson!"
Her lips curved into a wicked grin of long-awaited satisfaction. For some reason, every time she quarreled with this guy, she felt alive.
Before, though taller than him, her strength was lower—she couldn't do anything to him.
But now that his cultivation had dropped, Xiao Yu fully intended to vent her long-stifled frustration.
"Yu'er, stop!"
An aged voice echoed. Both turned toward it, spotting the Third Elder approaching.
The family test was important enough that every year, the patriarch and three elders oversaw it personally.
Since it involved his granddaughter, the Third Elder had arrived early.
"Grandfather."
Caught mid-act, Xiao Yu shot Xiao Yan a reluctant glare. Under the elder's stern eyes, though, she reluctantly backed down.
"You brat, just wait. This isn't over!"
Even as she turned to leave, she hissed a threat near his ear.
"Sure. But next time I touch your leg, it won't be an accident."
Xiao Yan smirked, making her stumble a step, nearly falling.
"Hah! Keep talking tough! After the test, I'll be waiting for you behind the woods!"
With that, Xiao Yu snorted coldly and retreated to stand beside her grandfather.
"This woman…"
Watching her go, Xiao Yan chuckled and shook his head. Well then, guess I'll just have to touch her leg again.
As the sunlight grew brighter, Xiao Zhan and other clan members began arriving at the square over the next half hour.
Many of the young participants looked eager and confident....clearly those who had progressed this year. Others wore worried expressions, likely the less talented ones.
Xun'er was already beside Xiao Yan, chirping softly like a songbird.
Among the girls of the Xiao family, nearly all except Xiao Yu loved hanging around him.
After all, Xiao Yan was talented, handsome, and charming....a perfect combination that easily attracted admiration.
Xiao Mei was also among the crowd, but she keenly sensed that Xiao Yan's attitude toward her had become distant.
He was still kind to Xun'er, but his warmth toward others had clearly faded.
"Why… why does Cousin Xiao Yan feel different?"
A group of twelve- and thirteen-year-old girls, giggling and gossiping all day, was far too trivial for someone who had lived tens of thousands of years as a Dou Emperor.
No matter how much Xiao Mei thought about it, she couldn't figure out why he seemed completely uninterested now.
The truth was simple. Xiao Yan wasn't holding grudges—he just found them childish.
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