Yun Lin did not agree nor refuse, not making any declaration, just staring at the child in front of the table.

Yun Yang, who was initially cheerful, felt his heart race when he saw the expression on his senior brother's face. He couldn't help but stammer, "Senior Brother, I..."

"Okay, I'll help you." Yun Lin's mouth unconsciously curled upward.

Yun Yang originally intended to jump off the stool and go wash up on his own. He didn't expect that Senior Brother would actually agree to it. And was he seeing things, or did Senior Brother just smile? Although it was only a momentary glimpse, he was certain that Senior Brother did indeed smile just now.

It seemed as if this was the first time he saw a smile on Senior Brother's face. It came so suddenly that it aroused a sense of unease in his heart.

"Senior Brother, I'll handle it myself. I won't trouble you."

Yun Yang was about to step down, but Yun Lin pressed his shoulder. "Don't you have a condition? Stay put and take care of yourself."

After saying that, Yun Lin walked out of the door. He quickly returned, holding a wooden basin in his hands. Inside the basin was half a basin of water. Worried that Yun Yang couldn't reach it, he considerately placed the wooden basin on the chair in front of the table.

Then, she came in front of Yunyang and picked him up, placing him in front of the wooden tub.

Yun Yang stared at the mirror-like water in the basin, which revealed his reddened face and disheveled hair. At this moment, he indeed appeared to be lacking vitality.

Sighing inwardly, he extended his hand into the basin, quickly retracted it, and pouted as he looked at Yun Lin. "Senior Brother, the water is too cold."

When these words came out, even Yun Yang himself marveled at them. This little child was becoming more and more adept at handling things.

Perhaps one day in the future, when he recalls his current appearance, if Senior Martial Brother does not strangle him, he will feel ashamed enough to want to strangle himself.

However, now he is enjoying it.

Yun Lin looked at the ripples in the water in the basin caused by the disturbance of his junior martial brother. "This water was fetched by me from the Bilin Pool. It seems to have cooled by the time I returned."

Without quotation marks: As he spoke, he reached out and gently stirred the water. Soon after, steam began to rise from the surface of the water.

Yun Ling's use of this minor spell didn't impress Yun Yang much, but when senior brother mentioned the Azure Ripple Pool, his heart was once again filled with anticipation.

Did Senior Brother do it on purpose?

Seeing him staring blankly at the surface of the water, Yun Lin took action personally. She gathered his messy hair in one hand and used the other to bring water for him to wash his face.

Ah." Just as the water touched her little face, Yun Yang let out a scream, "Senior Brother, the water is too hot."

Yun Lin furrowed his brow, observing his junior apprentice standing in front of the washbasin with closed eyes due to getting splashed with water. "Junior apprentice, how can cultivators lack such endurance? You are afraid of both cold and heat. How will you overcome hardships in your cultivation?"

Yun Yang wanted to open his eyes, but as soon as he did, water rushed into them, causing a stinging sensation and forcing him to shut them again. He had a feeling that his senior martial brother was deliberately playing a prank on him.

A few days ago, Senior Brother also helped him with the face wash water, but it wasn't like today, where the water temperature fluctuated between cold and hot.

Yunyang gritted his teeth and endured, thinking that washing his face would be enough. However, his senior brother took a wooden comb and started brushing his hair, causing his scalp to ache. After all, he had slept for a whole night, and his hair was already tangled and knotted. As a result, for the next half hour or so, the room was filled with the pitiful cries of this unfortunate child.

Finally, after being tossed around by his senior brother, Yun Yang finished tidying up and looked at his flushed face reflected in the bronze mirror. He couldn't help but feel that this was retribution. Why did he provoke his senior brother for no reason?

Master Xiong was always very gentle when combing his hair for him before. Why was he so violent today? Should he report it to Master again?