Left Sword Envoy Yun Che returned to the seating area of the Xuanyin Qin Sect, his face gloomy, his eyes revealing a hint of frustration and unwillingness.

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came from the VIP seating area of the Xuanyin Qin Sect:

"With your ability, you still dare to talk about protecting Young Sect Master Lin Chen and protecting all the Qin Sect Disciples? If I had known, I should have gone on stage myself!"

The voice came from the Second Prince of the Yiyun Empire, Jin Haotian, who was sitting in the VIP seating area of the Xuanyin Qin Sect.

Jin Haotian, the Second Prince of the Yiyun Empire, was dashing and accomplished. Despite his young age, he was already at the Peak of the Nascent Soul, making him the strongest prince among the three Empires. Upon hearing that the Xuanyin Qin Sect had established a second sect, he came without a second thought.

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che turned his head, his expression changing abruptly. This Jin Haotian usually went against him, and today he was adding fuel to the fire.

"I could not defeat him; if you go, you will only lose more miserably," Left Sword Envoy Yun Che muttered in a low voice.

"Hmph, who says otherwise? Once the Profound Truth of the Sword God was unleashed, you were defeated before you could even execute your sword moves. You truly are a Master among Masters!"

The two argued ceaselessly. On the Sect Master's seat, Mu Tianhe, with a gloomy expression, said in a low voice:

"Enough! Left Sword Envoy Yun Che, as your Master, I order you to go to the Heimei Cliff to reflect on your mistakes. You are not allowed to come out without my command."

Left Sword Envoy Yun Che was stunned, then he lowered his head, silently bowing and holding his sword: "Yes, Master!"

Mu Tianhe continued: "Prince Jin Haotian, prepare yourself well. Ye Youming will definitely return to compete for fourth place. When that time comes, you go up and strive to prove your strength."

Upon hearing this, Jin Haotian immediately smiled: "Yes! Thank you, Master! This Disciple will definitely help you win fourth place."

With the end of the first round of competition, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, the competition had temporarily come to an end, and the subsequent matches would be revealed tomorrow.

Because it was already dusk, the sunlight was gradually disappearing on the horizon, and the air was filled with the gentle aura of the sunset glow.

Instructor Liu Qingwan's voice was crisp, drifting across Yinyun Square: "The first round of the competition has ended. Next, we will determine the champion, runner-up, second runner-up, as well as the fourth and fifth places of this competition."

Instructor Liu Qingwan looked around and continued: "However, the day is already more than half over, and after a whole day of competition, everyone is very exhausted."

"To allow everyone to rest better and recover their strength, we have decided to continue the competition tomorrow."

The Disciples and guests below the stage expressed their understanding one after another.

After all, the long and intense duels had long since left everyone exhausted.

Instructor Liu Qingwan continued before her voice faded: "However, tonight is also a particularly memorable day, because we have prepared a sumptuous banquet for all guests. Not only that, we will also hold a fireworks party and musical performances. We hope everyone can enjoy tonight's feast and relax."

"Tomorrow, the winners of the first round will continue to compete for the champion, runner-up, second runner-up, and other rankings."

As the words fell, the etiquette Disciples collectively raised their signs, the arrows on the signs indicating the destinations.

The guests couldn't wait to leave their seats; some headed towards the banquet, but the vast majority headed towards the musical performances.

The musical performances by the beautiful young ladies of the Xuanyin Qin Sect would naturally include dancing if there was music.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha! That's great."

It was unclear where the strange cries came from; there were too many people to tell.

"Ah! Ouch, ouch, ouch." Lin Chen didn't know how she had found Lin Fan hiding in the crowd, but she pinched his ear.

Hearing Lin Fan cry out in pain, Lin Chen instinctively let go, "Does it hurt? That… I… didn't mean to. Who told you to ask me to be your little wife?"

Lin Fan hugged the slightly curled-up Lin Chen with heartache. "Lin Chen, I'm sorry. I was forced by the situation at the time. I just didn't want to be such a jerk."

Lin Chen suddenly thought of the two black handprints on Su Wanqing's skirt at Mingying Hall, and she burst into laughter. "So, it was because of those two black handprints that caused the trouble?"

Lin Fan didn't react for a moment, but fortunately, Xiao Du reminded him in time, "Idiot, hurry up and answer yes."

Lin Fan awkwardly scratched the back of his head, "Yes, it was just because of those two black handprints."

Lin Chen straightened Lin Fan's collar, "Alright, come with me, I'll take you somewhere."

As she spoke, she pulled Lin Fan and ran towards Le Shan Pavilion.

Le Shan Pavilion, one of the 16 courtyards of the Xuanyin Qin Sect, could also be simply called the kitchen.

While Lin Chen was running with Lin Fan, Su Wanqing, along with the three troublemakers—Princess Jin Xuan, Yin Miaoxue, and Princess Hu Qinlan—quietly followed.

Their eyes were shining, as if they all knew what Lin Chen was planning to do.

"Quick, quick, follow them! Lin Fan is definitely going to receive family punishment!"

"Let's go, let's see how Lin Chen will deal with him."

The four of them followed all the way to Le Shan Pavilion.

Inside Le Shan Pavilion, it was steaming hot, and the Masters by the stoves were busy preparing various delicious foods.

Lin Chen pulled Lin Fan inside, looking around, seemingly searching for something.

"Lin Chen, why did you bring me here?" Lin Fan looked confused, not knowing what Lin Chen intended to do.

Lin Chen smiled mysteriously and pointed to a table nearby, "Here, everything can be satisfied, especially my favorite food. However, today, I am going to make you pay a price!"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, suddenly realizing that this was exactly the family punishment that Su Wanqing had been nagging about.

Just then, Su Wanqing and the others also quietly walked into the kitchen, their eyes shining with excitement, "Look, Lin Fan is definitely going to be miserable next."

Lin Chen raised her finger, pointing to a corner of the kitchen, and said playfully: "Lin Fan, I want to drink milk tea! Let's start with one hundred cups!"

"One hundred cups?" Lin Fan widened his eyes, his mouth open as if it could fit an egg, "Lin Chen, are you trying to work me to death?"

"That's right, I want one hundred cups!" Lin Chen crossed her arms, pouted her little mouth, and hummed playfully, "Who told you to make me angry! If you don't work hard now, do you still expect me to forgive you?"

As she spoke, she deliberately stomped her feet, her little face full of the meaning: "If you don't do it, I will ignore you."

That coquettish appearance was like a little cat with its fur bristling, both charming and cute.

Lin Fan sighed helplessly, but his mouth still wouldn't let it go, "Lin Chen, with so much milk tea, are you sure you can finish it?"

"Hmph! I don't care how you do it, I want one hundred cups! And, hurry up!" Lin Chen lifted her chin, looking like a "little queen," and even waved her hand specifically, as if commanding him.

Lin Fan shook his head with a bitter smile, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards the milk tea preparation area, muttering: "One hundred cups, this isn't for you to drink, it's clearly for you to play with!"

Although he kept complaining, there was a hint of doting in Lin Fan's eyes.

Looking at Lin Chen's charming little appearance, a sense of satisfaction couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Lin Fan's movements were swift, and he began to make milk tea cup after cup.

He skillfully poured tea, added milk, and adjusted sugar; his technique was fluid, surprisingly looking like a performance.

Every time he finished a cup, he would deliberately pose, as if "asking for credit" from Lin Chen.

"Hurry, hurry!" Lin Chen rested her hands on the counter, stood on tiptoe, and tilted her head, watching Lin Fan's busy figure with eyes full of anticipation.

"Alright, this is the tenth cup!" Lin Fan handed a cup of milk tea to Lin Chen, deliberately drawing out his tone, "Princess Lin Chen, please taste it first and see if you are satisfied?"

Lin Chen took the milk tea, took a gentle sip, then looked up, blinked, and gave a sweet smile, "Hmm, the taste is not bad! However, the remaining ninety cups aren't ready yet, hurry up!"

"You little ancestor!" Lin Fan shook his head helplessly and turned around to continue working.

Su Wanqing and the others stood not far away, watching this scene, and couldn't help but snicker.

"Lin Fan really dotes on Lin Chen to no end," Yin Miaoxue said in a low voice.

Princess Hu Qinlan gently covered her mouth and smiled: "He says he's tired, but who knows how happy he is inside."

Princess Jin Xuan crossed her arms, looking like she was watching a show, "Lin Chen really knows how to torment people. Lin Fan, he has completely lost his temper now."