The Yun Family's Ninth Child is an Imp!

Yun Chujiu asked the disciple with a smile, "Thank you for your trouble, senior brother. May I know how to address you?"

The disciple had a good attitude. He smiled and said, "Junior Sister Yun, you are welcome. I Am Si Ping."

"Senior brother Si, please tell me what I need to do,"Yun Chujiu said politely.

Si ping nodded and opened the door of the warehouse. The moment the door opened, Yun Chujiu could feel the biting cold air coming from inside.

There were several treasured swords in the room. Although some of them still had stains from the forging process, it could still be seen that these treasured swords were of high quality. They were indeed worthy of being the treasured swords forged by the sword forging hall of the upper house.

Si Ping pointed at the swords in the room and said, "Junior Sister Yun, you only need to clean those stained swords. Don't miss anything. Be careful when you clean them. Don't hurt yourself."

Yun Chujiu felt that si ping was like a stream of fresh water in the sword forging hall, so she immediately thanked him.

Si Ping just smiled and turned around to leave the room. However, a hint of sarcasm and viciousness flashed across his eyes.

The reason why he specially emphasized wiping all the stained swords was to make Yun chujiu suffer.

There was a sword in the room that could not be touched. It was the thousand slashes sword that elder Duanmu had painstakingly forged over the years.

Logically speaking, such a precious sword should be kept alone. However, in order to make the sword sharper, elder Duanmu had specially placed it in this warehouse to nourish it with other swords.

Si Ping had already broken the sword previously, but he had used some things to stick it together. As long as Yun Chujiu touched it, it would definitely break into two pieces.

Elder Duanmu loved swords as much as his life. When that time came, he would be in a much better situation than Yun Chujiu. It was possible for him to kill Yun Chujiu in a fit of rage!

Soon, it was sunset. Si Ping suppressed the excitement in his heart and pushed open the warehouse door. He said with a smile, "Junior Sister Yun, are you almost done cleaning it?"

Yun Chujiu said with a smile, "I'm just missing a few swords. Senior Brother Si, wait for me for a moment."

Si Ping immediately squatted down and helped Yun chujiu clean the swords. The two of them quickly finished cleaning the remaining swords. A trace of doubt flashed in Si Ping's eyes. This Yun Chujiu did not look guilty at all, could it be that he had glued the swords too tightly? She did not break them?

However, that did not matter. When the other senior brothers inspected them later, they would naturally discover the clues.

When Yun Chujiu and Si Ping left the warehouse, two disciples immediately entered the warehouse to check. They only took a glance and saw that all the swords had been cleaned very cleanly, they immediately said to elder duanmu, "Elder, Yun Chujiu has done her duty. The swords have been cleaned very cleanly."

Elder duanmu nodded and was about to let Yun Chujiu leave, but si ping said unintentionally, "Elder, your thousand-cleaving sword has been in the warehouse for a long time. Why Don't you take it out and let us see it?"

Elder Duanmu's originally cold expression immediately eased up a lot. He smiled slightly and said, "Take it out. If the nourishment is almost done, I can let that old thing Dongfang Cheng see it for himself!"

Elder Duanmu spoke up to this point and glanced at Yun Chujiu.

Yun Chujiu was dumbfounded. Why was she looking at her? ! What did he want to show off to elder Dongfang have to do with her? !