The Vigilant Guardian

Chapter Seven: This Sister is So Beautiful

"Ning Yan?" Xu Pingzhi stood frozen in shock.

Tears still lingered on Li Ru's face, her expression of joy now a momentary freeze.

"Two days ago, Wei Wuji was clamoring in the prison to see the Prefect, claiming he had crucial evidence to report. Shortly thereafter, the Prefect resolved the case. According to the laws of Da Feng, those who commit crimes but then contribute to their resolution shall not be punished," the official stated.

"Is... is that so..." Xu Pingzhi stammered. How could he forget what his nephew Wei Wuji was like, even when he was just a little kitten he had taken home to raise?

Doubt nagged at Xu Pingzhi; he suspected the official was lying, yet he had no proof.

It was that wretched nephew... Li Ru's face paled.

Wasn't it their son who pulled strings to save the whole family? How could it be this unfortunate nephew, who was still locked away?

With a heavy heart, Xu Pingzhi led his wife and daughter out the back door of the government office, only to find Wei Wuji anxiously adjusting his messy hair at the entrance.

The moment he saw his nephew, the buried confusion lost its significance. A warm rush filled the heart of the martial man, his eyes glistening with tears. He stepped forward, intending to embrace his nephew, but feeling it too sentimental, he settled for a firm pat on his shoulder: "Ning Yan, well done."

The force of the pat nearly knocked Wei Wuji off his feet.

"Second Uncle, you've reached the peak of Qi training, we're just one rank apart," Wei Wuji responded naturally, showing no hint of awkwardness.

He was surprised by the ease of their interaction, his gaze slipping past Xu Pingzhi to the three women behind him.

Ah, Aunt, look at you today, so flustered... This thought flashed unbidden through his mind.

But the schadenfreude faded swiftly, replaced by the striking beauty of his sister.

Dressed in loose prison garb, her disheveled hair framed a delicate face with high cheekbones and a refined nose, giving her an almost mixed-race allure at first glance.

In her youth, she embodied a captivating purity that was impossible to look away from.

Wow, I never knew I had such a stunning sister. Wei Wuji was astonished.

The original memories of his sister were vague, likely due to his lack of attention. Moreover, resentment stemming from his aunt made him less than amiable toward his cousins.

Sensing her brother's intense gaze, Xu Lingyue shyly called out, "Elder Brother," lowering her head in a mix of embarrassment.

"Elder Brother!" Suddenly, a small voice piped up.

Xu Lingyin, only five years old, scampered over and skidded to a stop in front of Wei Wuji, looking up at him with wide eyes.

Wei Wuji waved his hand dismissively: "I have no candy for you; I just got out of prison myself."

It's worth noting that while the original was not fond of his cousins, he held a certain affection for the youngest sister, appreciating that she didn't resemble their mother.

"What's a prison?" she asked innocently.

"It's where you've been sleeping these past few nights," he replied.

"What about the other brother? Did he bring candy?"

"He didn't come."

"Oh." The little one's face fell with disappointment. The "other brother" she referred to was her biological brother Xu Xinnian, though she had yet to grasp the difference between cousins and siblings.