A hair pin!

"Yeah, yeah... it was so awesome Tian'er."

Sitting on the couch, Zhao Tian glanced at the video of him fighting that old man in the mobile of Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying had her right hand wrapped around his shoulder as she showed the video footage.

"See, see this is the time when you punched that big spear."

Zhao Tian chuckled seeing her enthusiasm and sat with her watching the footage.

Ling Xin glanced at all the women inside the room and sighed in her heart 'I am really being a 3rd wheel.'

'Not 3rd, 10th? 15th wheel?' Sighing in her heart, she stood up and looked at Ling Chen, Ling Meiying and Ling Huang "I am leaving for the Sect... you three can come later."

Ling Huang raised her eyebrow "Eh? Sister Xin? Why? Stay with us... we can enjoy the festival."

Ling Xin shook her head with a smile "No, I uh.. will be a hindrance to you." with that she left there.