"Senior brother, did you bring me a present this time you went out?" Liu Hanyan stood there playfully, smiling as she asked Zhang Yixuan.
Zhang Yixuan was a gentle man, taken in as a disciple by the Sect Leader from a young age, and he had always been very fond of his master's only daughter.
Moreover, the master had previously hinted at them becoming companions.
For the woman he had liked since childhood, Zhang Yixuan's face broke into a warm smile: "Silly girl, of course, your senior brother brought you a gift. Look, this Phoenix Hairpin, do you like it?"
A golden Phoenix Hairpin, exquisitely crafted, looked very delicate.
Liu Hanyan immediately jumped over: "I like it, I like it, senior brother."
