"Some people, you can't see their true colors until the critical moment."

Hua Yaoyao taught in a low voice, "So when you meet people in the future, don't look at their superficial skills, but look at how they react to major events, understand?"

"Sister, I remember."

Hua Zhenzhen responded in a low voice, "Then shall we go down the mountain tomorrow?"

"It depends on whether someone goes up to the mountain to inform us. If not, we will pretend we don't know."

Hua Yaoyao didn't wait for Mrs. Zhang to speak, and said her arrangement, "Anyway, our family is not welcomed by the elders of the Eight Clans."

"Yaoyao, will people gossip like this?"

Zhang's tone was a little uneasy, "That is the hometown of the eight clans after all, and the one who is gone is your grandpa of the three clans."

"Mom, it's okay."

She comforted, "Before I came back, the elders of the Eleven Clans told us that if no one went up the mountain to tell us about this, we should ignore it."

"Really...really..."

Mrs. Zhang still couldn't believe it.

"Mother, when did my elder sister deceive us?"

Hua Zhenzhen couldn't take it any longer, "It's not that I really don't want to go, it's just to see if anyone in Bafang will think of us."

"If they can't remember us, it proves that they don't regard us as their own family. If we don't go, who can say anything?"

"Of course, if they think of us, we should go down the mountain to help."

"That's what Zhenzhen said, mother, don't think so much, go to sleep."

Hua Yaoyao yawned and turned over, and quickly fell asleep with her little sister in her arms.

Xia Mansion in Qingfeng Town.

Xia Yan was sleeping, and a slight movement made him sit up in an instant while he was asleep with his eyes closed.

With the help of the lights in the courtyard, he looked at the figure who came in: "Why are you back?"

"Master, you have successfully approached Miss Huada five times in a row, and this subordinate has come back specially to report what happened today to you."

"Ah."

Xia Yan responded, "There are hot tea and pastries there, drink a cup of hot tea and eat something."

"Thank you lord!"

Lian San's voice was full of joy after being cared for, and he ate and drank extremely quickly for a while, then wiped his mouth, and cleaned up his used cup by the way.

Only then did I describe what I saw and heard after I went to change the guard.

Knowing that someone dared to steal everything from Hua Yaoyao's house while her family was away, the man's breath was colder than the weather outside.

When she heard that Hua Yaoyao forced the little thief to hand over the stolen things by herself, her breath eased a little.

This king already knew that that girl was not an ordinary girl.

But thinking that she committed the crime by forcing the other party to death, Xia Yan was still very upset.

When will the person he Xiaoyao Wang wants to protect be bullied like this?

"By the way, master, I have something to tell you."

Lian San finished his narration, thinking of the person who was accidentally frozen to death on the mountain by him, he hesitated and said it out.

"At that time, I saw him walking down the mountain away from everyone, and he showed a very strange expression. I thought he would not be very friendly to Miss Hua's family, so..."

So he deliberately made a dead wood pile in the direction the other party was going, and buried it in the snow.

And used his internal force to secretly guide the opponent to go in that direction, but the guy stepped on it and pierced his leg.

When the other party called for help, he deliberately changed the direction of the wind so that his voice would not reach the crowd.

Only after that did Hua Yaoyao and the others see the scene.

Of course, Lian San would only tell his master about these things, but as for Miss Huada, it was impossible for him to let them know.

After Xia Yan heard the news provided by his subordinates, a chill flashed in his eyes: "This king already knows."

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