When one lowered oneself before another, there was always something one sought. Though Fairy Yutong was startled inwardly, her bearing remained one of peerless grace.
Lin Xuan said nothing, and continued to bow with clasped hands.
The expression on his face was incomparably sincere, and just like that, again and again, he offered Fairy Yutong a great salute.
At last, a moved look appeared on her face.
She was also very clear on Lin Xuan's background. After all, in being able to drive Xu Wu away, the Immortal Dao Alliance had rendered indispensable service. Lin Xuan had grown from an ordinary cultivator into someone able to stand shoulder to shoulder with them, and the time he had spent doing so could be counted on one's fingers. How could she possibly not pay extra attention to such an extraordinary existence?
Putting Lin Xuan's strength aside, his temperament was truly worthy of praise. It would not be an exaggeration to say he was young yet mature beyond his years. Even compared to Cultivators like them, who had lived for over a million years, he was not in the least inferior.
For something to make him this solemn, what he sought was naturally no small matter.
Fairy Yutong could not help but sit upright as well, her expression becoming incomparably grave. She sighed softly. "Fellow Daoist Lin, though our friendship cannot be called deep, we are, after all, of the same Spirit World lineage. On the journey to come, we will also need to work together with one heart and one strength. So, if you have any request, there is no need to feel constrained. Just say it. If This Palace can do it, I absolutely will not refuse. What do you think, Fellow Daoist?"
"Many thanks, Fairy."
Lin Xuan was overjoyed, his