"You're my Senior Brother!?"
Li Zixuan said in astonishment, subconsciously taking a step back and sizing Qin Yang up. "You're Master's disciple too?"
"That's right."
Qin Yang, without batting an eye, puffed out his chest and continued his bluff. "My master is the Jianghai Sword God. Going by seniority, that makes you my Junior Sister."
As his voice fell, Li Zixuan's brow smoothed.
"Junior Sister?"
She recalled the stone with the character "Qin" on it, and everything suddenly clicked into place.
'So that's it…'
'Master wanted me to find my Senior Brother?!'
'No wonder Qin Yang was able to break my Sword Technique so easily just now.'
'Since we're both Master's disciples, it's not strange at all that he has this level of skill!'
'Senior Brother, huh…'
Li Zixuan looked up, gazing at Qin Yang. Noticing the calmness on his face, she grew hesitant again, a hint of suspicion showing.
It was for a simple reason.
His words alone…
…were clearly not enough to prove his identity.
