In the beginning, he was ranked alongside An Shigeng as a spoiled brat.

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"This little beggar might come back. Sister Feng, try to persuade him if you can."

Next, Zhang Xiaoshan shared his guess.

Even when Manager Feng heard Zhang Xiaoshan's guess, she couldn't help but be surprised and astonished.

She had initially thought the little beggar was just being mischievous, but she never imagined that this little beggar might actually be a runaway heiress or a rebellious little witch.

If it hadn't come from Zhang Xiaoshan, Manager Feng'er would have found it hard to believe.

"Don't worry, young master. If that little witch comes again, Feng'er will definitely persuade her to do good!"

Zhang Xiaoshan didn't say much; a rebellious little girl like her wouldn't attract much of his attention.

If it weren't for a chance encounter, the two would never have crossed paths.

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After returning to the Zhang residence with the two beauties, Zhang Xiaoshan asked Uncle Yang to invite a tailor.

However, as soon as Fang entered his backyard, he saw the aggrieved expressions on the faces of Hongxiao and Jiangxue.

Her delicate, pitiful face held a look of grievance, as if she might be abandoned at any moment, which made even Zhang Xiaoshan feel a pang of pity.

The two maids had grown up with the original owner of the body and had been by his side day and night for many years, so Zhang Xiaoshan had long regarded them as his own people.

"Alright, it's not like we don't want you guys."

Jiangxue, from now on they will follow you and learn the rules of the manor, but don't be too strict with them.

In addition, I have arranged for tailors to make brocade dresses for them. You should also make a few new skirts. I remember that Jinxiu Pavilion received a batch of high-quality silk last month. You can choose some fabrics that you like together.

You all look beautiful; it's pleasing to the young master's eye too!

"Thank you, Master!"

Not only did Hongxiao and Jiangxue turn from worry to joy, but even the two Hu women who had just entered the Zhang residence were surprised to find Zhang Xiaoshan to be so kind and approachable.

Moreover, the first thing they bought was a custom-made garment of the finest silk, all of which were extremely valuable.

Seeing the four women begin to chat, Zhang Xiaoshan went into his study to do his own thing.

Meanwhile, outside the Zhang residence, a little beggar who had followed closely behind looked at the Zhang residence, whose courtyard walls were 15 or 16 feet high. Although it did not have the imposing facade of a prince or nobleman, it had all the luxury that should be there.

Especially after hearing rumors about the Zhang family along the way, who were one of the richest families in Lin'an.

The little beggar was planning to 'rob the rich to help the poor,' but he was discovered as soon as he entered the Zhang residence.

After what happened to Ji Yaohua last time, Juexin and the others blamed themselves for their poor performance in protecting the courtyard, and they increased the security within the courtyard by more than double.

After the little beggar entered the Zhang residence, he explored the area while wandering around curiously.

Even if someone were watching closely from behind, they would assume the other person was going home, not a thief.

But with this attitude, Juewu also understood that the other party had no idea of ​​the Zhang family's strength; they were just a novice who had just entered the martial arts world.

Or perhaps they are too arrogant and don't take them seriously at all.

"Are you a member of the Beggars' Sect?"

The little beggar was quite skilled in martial arts, and with his beggar's attire, he decided to let the matter drop.

This little beggar is clearly not a notorious bandit; at most, he's a novice in the world of martial arts, just starting out.

"Ghost!"

A scream echoed throughout the Zhang residence, leaving Juewu speechless.

Who is the thief?

At the same time, the girl's scream made it even clearer that the other person was not a beggar at all, but just a girl dressed as a little beggar.

After all, how could someone with such light-footed skills be a little beggar?

"Amitabha Buddha, so you are a female benefactor. May I ask what brings you here uninvited?"

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoshan also arrived, and his face darkened when he saw the little beggar.

At the same time, he became wary. Too many coincidences might be a deliberate arrangement. At least Zhang Xiaoshan didn't really believe in fate, let alone the other party's naivety.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Huang Rong's Visit to the Zhang Family Residence

"Leave me alone!"

Seeing that things were not going well, the little beggar turned and ran away.

But Juewu didn't want to let the other party get away so unclearly, so he strode forward and, surprisingly, struck first, grabbing the little beggar's shoulder with one hand.

Knowing that the other person was a woman, he was aware of the situation and did not go too far.

But as soon as Fang Yi grabbed the little beggar, Jue Wu's expression changed, and he loosened his grip, allowing the little beggar to escape Jue Wu's grasp.

Moreover, realizing that Juewu's strength far surpassed hers, the little beggar actually swayed her figure and, with a strange movement, nimbly bypassed Juewu's large hand to grab her when Juewu made another move.

However, just as the little beggar was about to continue his escape, he instinctively felt a tightness on his shoulder and was caught again.

"Great monk, let me go, let's compete again."

The little beggar looked unconvinced, having lost inexplicably.

But Zhang Xiaoshan, who was standing to the side, saw it all clearly and couldn't help but praise it:

"Congratulations to Master Jue Wu on reaching the pinnacle of his 'Crossing the River on a Reed' and 'Thirty-Six Forms of Dragon Claw Hand,' and advancing to a new level!"

"Amitabha, you flatter me, young master!"

Crossing the river on a single reed? Dragon Claw Hand?

Even though the young beggar was new to the world, he knew the fame of these two extraordinary skills.

Thinking of the great monk's speed in striking first and his unpredictable grappling techniques, and how she was inexplicably captured, she didn't believe it was not the Shaolin Dragon Claw Technique. At the same time, she secretly groaned.

Being able to master two Shaolin martial arts techniques means he is definitely a direct descendant of Shaolin.

She never expected that she would be defeated by the Shaolin monk on her first attempt.

"You stinking monk, if Shaolin knew that you were aiding and abetting evil and oppressing the good, they would definitely strip you of your martial arts and expel you from the Buddhist order."

"Amitabha!"

Upon hearing the little beggar speak of karma, Juewu suddenly felt some doubt.

"Master, you don't need to pay attention to this little girl's harsh words. She must be a runaway young lady. This morning she was bullying the maid. She doesn't understand right and wrong in the martial world at all. She only knows how to act recklessly according to her own subjective opinions."

"you···"

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoshan looked at the little beggar's figure, stepped forward, and gently touched him.

When he saw that Jue Wu had failed for the first time, he knew that there was something strange about the little beggar, which gave her an opportunity to take advantage of him.

really!

When I touched the little beggar's body with my finger, a sharp pain shot through me, just like touching a hedgehog.

The spikes were sharp; no wonder he suddenly lost his grip when he realized what was happening. At the same time, the identity of this little beggar became obvious.

It's not surprising that this is the first stop after running away from home and landing.

"This is a soft armor? No wonder the master let go of her earlier. Let her go."

"Yes, son."

Realizing this, Huang Rong, who was playing the role of a little beggar, let go, and Huang Rong looked at Zhang Xiaoshan with dissatisfaction.

She never expected that the Zhang family would be protected by Shaolin masters. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have acted so rashly. Now she's a prisoner.

"Little girl, don't be unconvinced. Your strength isn't even in the top ten in this manor."

That is to say, the master was compassionate and did not use his full strength against you. Otherwise, do you think the soft armor could block the master's hard skills?

The master only gave you the opportunity because he didn't want to hurt you.

"You're bragging!"

Hearing Zhang Xiaoshan's disdain, Huang Rong immediately scoffed.

Zhang Xiaoshan had no intention of reasoning with the woman, but he also wasn't going to let her leave so easily.

"Come with me and change out of your beggar's clothes. They're an eyesore to me!"

Zhang Xiaoshan was in front, and Huang Rong could only follow.

She knew the only way to leave was to follow Zhang Xiaoshan.

Otherwise, she would have had no chance to fight back against that great monk's strength.

Moreover, seeing Zhang Xiaoshan's unguarded back, Huang Rong wanted to launch a sneak attack several times, or leave halfway, but she was afraid that the big monk was still watching from the side.

"Master!"

Upon arriving at the backyard, a female tailor, over forty years old, was measuring the four women.

Her exquisite and graceful figure, with its irresistible allure, captivated Zhang Xiaoshan, who hadn't taken his eyes off her since she entered. This only fueled Huang Rong's inward rage, calling him a lecherous scoundrel.

Then Zhang Xiaoshan glanced at Huang Rong and casually said:

"Master Miao, take this girl's measurements and make her a few suitable outfits while you're at it."

"Don't worry, Young Master Zhang."

Seeing Huang Rong dressed as a little beggar, the women were surprised, but they all remembered the scream they had heard earlier.

After measuring her breathtaking figure, Zhang Xiaoshan finally had Hongxiao take Huang Rong downstairs to change her clothes.

Hongxiao's figure here is similar to Huang Rong's.

"Be careful this girl doesn't escape. If she tries anything funny, don't hold back and teach her a lesson."

"I understand, Master!"

Zhang Xiaoshan could easily see through Huang Rong's little scheme.

He didn't value Huang Rong much; he had plenty of beautiful women around him, especially given his current status—he could have any beautiful woman he wanted.

Even the four beautiful women around him were no less stunning than the legendary Huang Rong.

However, it would be impossible for Zhang Xiaoshan not to be curious about a person's name or a tree's shadow.

Following Hongxiao to a side room, Huang Rong discovered that the room was decorated in a classical and elegant style with unique features. She found that there were not only various precious glasswares, but even the incense was made of top-grade agarwood.

It is subtle and refreshing, without any pungent or uncomfortable feeling.

A princess bed from later generations, with a four-piece bedding set made of down, so exquisitely luxurious that it exceeded Huang Rong's imagination.

Is this a maid's room?

Opening the small side room, to Huang Rong's astonishment, reveals what a woman's wardrobe truly is.

There were no fewer than a hundred pieces of silk and satin, one for each season: spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There were also more than a dozen luxurious fur coats, all made of precious fox fur and sable fur, worth a fortune.

"Is this your young lady's room?"

"The Zhang family has only one son per generation, so there's no such thing as a young lady. This is my and Xiaoxue's room."

Upon hearing that this was merely the boudoir of two maids, even Huang Rong couldn't help but look strange.

Hongxiao understood Huang Rong's meaning, but she didn't feel inferior at all.

They were sold into the Zhang family mansion when they were young, so they naturally knew the hardships of life for ordinary people. Their conditions were even more luxurious than those of the concubines, and the young master's favor towards them was already extremely fortunate.

After choosing an outfit, Huang Rong followed Hongxiao to the large bathroom next door.

Huang Rong didn't know if all those "rich families" lived such extravagantly, but she was almost corrupted by them.

The exquisitely tiled floor led to a large bathtub filled with water infused with floral fragrance. Soap and shower gel were placed nearby, and even backstage areas had various perfumes and skincare products…

Even when you're in the prime of your youth and don't need these things at all, you still can't resist their allure.

As the mud was washed away, Huang Rong, now dressed, had transformed into a beautiful and ethereal young woman of unparalleled beauty.

"Thank you for the dress, sister. I'll be leaving now."

Huang Rong had no intention of meeting the lecherous man she admired in this state; it would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

If we don't leave now, when will we?