As usual, Feng Haotian estimated the time after finishing evening self-study. Knowing his sister's performance should be wrapping up around this time, he packed his things and headed toward the "Fengxue Pavilion."

He truly didn't need to rush back every day. The "Mengchen Star Magic Martial Academy" provided student dormitories, and Wu Feiyan had urged him to live on campus, but he consistently refused. He knew his sister's health had always been frail, and even just helping with small tasks made him feel better!

He was in good spirits today; he had achieved top marks in the class exam again, thinking his sister would be delighted to hear the news. Unconsciously, he had already arrived at the gates of "Fengxue Pavilion." It was then that he couldn't help but let out a soft, "Oh?" His gaze was filled with confusion as he looked at the nobles still lingering outside the entrance.

What was going on? Usually, by this hour, everyone should be gone. Why were these people still here? Had his sister’s performance not ended yet? That couldn't be right; if the performance were still ongoing, he should be able to hear the music. So, what exactly was happening?

Bearing his unanswered questions, Feng Haotian stepped into the "Fengxue Pavilion." The burly guards at the door clearly recognized him. Not only did they not stop him, but they also respectfully bowed to him!

Upon entering, his sister was nowhere in sight on the main stage. Furthermore, the patrons in the private rooms were chattering amongst themselves, saying things like, "She's been in there for ages, what if she’s taken advantage of?" This only fueled Feng Haotian's anxiety. His sister possessed exceptional musical talent but couldn't lift a finger in self-defense. If some ruffian had accosted her, what could he do?

The more he thought, the more agitated Feng Haotian became. He quickly called over a server to inquire about the situation. He learned that his sister was currently meeting guests in a private room and hadn't emerged for half a day!

Hearing this, Feng Haotian couldn't afford to ask further questions, terrified his sister might be enduring some form of torment. He took two steps for every one and hastened up to the second floor.

His face was grim, and a burning rage was brewing within him. If any scoundrel dared to lay even a single finger on his sister, he would fight them to the death!

He took a deep breath, genuinely afraid of witnessing a scene he desperately wished to avoid!

Finally, the door was shoved open somewhat roughly, and his eyes stabbed into the room like sharp swords! However, the fiery anger he carried vanished instantly, and his entire body froze in place!

Hearing the commotion, Wu Feiyan turned, and seeing her younger brother, she showed a flicker of surprise, exclaiming instinctively, "Little brother, why are you..."

Her voice cut off abruptly because she suddenly remembered that she could not let outsiders know she was Feng Haotian's sister. Doing so would cause significant trouble for his studies! But stopping now was clearly too late, as Zhong Shenxiu and Robin beside her had clearly heard it, though they offered no reaction!

Wu Feiyan offered an apologetic smile to Zhong Shenxiu before pulling her brother out of the private room. Only then did she dare to ask with relief, "Little brother, why did you barge in without knocking!"

Although it sounded like a reprimand, there was no resentment in her expression; she remained gentle as ever.

Feng Haotian's mind was still somewhat foggy, preoccupied with figuring out what had just happened. How could there only be two children inside? Did children even frequent a place like this?

He had initially planned to search the room, to see if an "adulterer" was hidden somewhere, but he was pulled out by his sister before he could.

"Sister, why are you here? You never receive guests," Feng Haotian asked Wu Feiyan, astonishment etched on his face.

Wu Feiyan couldn't explain the situation to him immediately, simply saying, "Little brother, go find your second sister in the back courtyard first. I'll explain everything later!"

Seeing Wu Feiyan so anxious to return inside only deepened Feng Haotian's surprise. He knew his sister intimately; she was always detached from worldly desires. What was happening today? He felt as if she had suddenly developed an ardent attachment!

Though many questions churned in his mind, he still listened to Wu Feiyan. However, instead of heading to the back courtyard, he said, "Sister, I’ll go downstairs to manage things for now. If... if anything happens, just cry out!"

Wu Feiyan knew what worried her brother, couldn't help but roll her eyes, and urged him, "Go on, nothing will happen here with your sister."

Finally, Feng Haotian descended the stairs, wrapped in suspicion. Sitting in the workroom, the more he pondered, the more unbelievable it seemed. When had his sister ever been so impatient?

Eventually, he summoned the experts responsible for protecting Wu Feiyan.

"Young Master, you've returned!" Upon seeing Feng Haotian, these middle-aged men bowed respectfully, their faces radiating benevolent warmth.

"Fifth Uncle, what's wrong with sister today?" Feng Haotian asked the nearest middle-aged man.

These middle-aged men had watched Wu Feiyan and the others grow up. Calling them bodyguards was less accurate than saying they looked after the three Feng siblings. Wu Feiyan also had a younger sister named Yue Nongying, who was Feng Haotian's second sister. Like Wu Feiyan, she was frail. They were not originally from this area but later relocated here and established the Fengxue Pavilion. As the business flourished, they settled down in Ru Li. The man addressed as Fifth Uncle was named Yan Xiaotian; he was already at the "Mid-rank Sword Saint" level, with imminent potential to reach the "High-rank Sword Saint"!

"I've been wondering about that myself!" Yan Xiaotian frowned, his thoughts drifting back to the moment his body had been paralyzed!

"Fifth Uncle, is something amiss?" Although Feng Haotian was called Young Master, he treated these middle-aged men with extreme reverence, viewing them always as his elders.

"The young lady never likes speaking to outsiders, yet she’s been in there for over an hour and still hasn't come out. I wonder what they are discussing?" Yan Xiaotian muttered to himself.

If he hadn't known there were only two children in that room, he would never have allowed Wu Feiyan to be alone with a stranger, especially an unknown one!

Although Robin's strangeness gave him considerable pause, he also knew the little girl wouldn't harm Wu Feiyan, or he would have acted already!

"Fifth Uncle, tell me exactly what happened," Feng Haotian's curiosity grew immense.

Yan Xiaotian then briefly recounted what had transpired. Even though he tried to minimize descriptive adjectives, what he shared left Feng Haotian dumbfounded. "Fifth Uncle, you're saying that little girl just gave my sister a piece of sheet music, and then my sister voluntarily insisted on meeting the owner of the music?" Feng Haotian felt dizzy, utterly unable to accept this.

In terms of combat prowess, he admitted his sister was incredibly weak, but when it came to musical theory, he believed no one could surpass her. His sister's talent in music was unequivocally that of a genius among geniuses!

At three years old, she could sing songs that made a hundred butterflies dance. At five, she could play music that stirred the soul. At six, she composed her own lyrics and music. By seven, her celestial melodies were unmatched..." With each passing year, his sister's musical attainment increased tenfold. Those claiming to be masters of music were undoubtedly mere jesters before her!

In Feng Haotian's heart, his sister’s current musical mastery had reached a realm others couldn't match in a lifetime. Yet, this time, she actively sought out someone just for a piece of sheet music—the phrasing felt slightly off, but how could this not shock him?

What kind of musical score could possess such overwhelming magnetism?

Although Yan Xiaotian was loath to admit it, he nodded in affirmation.

"Wait a minute!" Feng Haotian suddenly realized something and asked urgently, "Fifth Uncle, since my sister was on the stage at the time, how did that little girl personally hand the music score to my sister?"

His implication was that with Yan Xiaotian and the others guarding the area, they shouldn't have allowed anyone close!

Yan Xiaotian had deliberately omitted this detail during his narration. For one, he hadn't fully grasped what had happened; for another, he felt that his group of adults being unable to stop a mere child was quite embarrassing. But since Feng Haotian specifically asked, he had no choice but to explain the incident where their bodies were instantly immobilized.

After hearing the explanation, Feng Haotian's face once again showed astonishment and shock. To immobilize his uncles in an instant—what level of power would that require?

"Could it be a Magic Seal?" Feng Haotian ventured tentatively.

If that were the case, it would be explainable. After all, activating a "Magic Seal" could be done through external means like a "Magic Scroll." This could explain why the little girl could instantly freeze his uncles, as an exclusive scroll from the "Dark Merchant Guild" would certainly achieve such a feat!

However, this idea was quickly dismissed by Yan Xiaotian. His expression was serious and firm: "That was definitely not a 'Magic Seal.' Your Third Uncle is a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts and is extremely sensitive to magic fluctuations. We discussed it just now; there were absolutely no magic surges, and a 'Magic Seal' couldn't possibly activate that fast!"

"Fifth Uncle, did you get a clear look at how that little girl made her move?"

Feng Haotian reasoned that even if he didn't know the mechanism, he could search the academy library for clues.

But Yan Xiaotian replied, "The speed was too fast. We hadn't seen clearly before the little girl vanished from our sight. By the time we reacted, our bodies were already immobilized!"

Feng Haotian's brow furrowed deeply. He had just seen the little girl; she didn't appear to be powerful at all, and her eating mannerisms were frankly beneath contempt. Could such a person be a master?

"I'm starting to wonder about the identity of those two children. Why have we never heard of people like them before?" murmured another middle-aged man nearby, deep in thought.

"Could it be that Feng Haotian started to speak but suddenly stopped—not because he didn't want to continue, but because a bizarre event was unfolding right then, freezing everyone in their tracks!" To know what happens next, please log in... [Baidu Link Placeholder], for more chapters and to support the author!