"Xiao Yuan, are you taking me to meet your teammates?" Qian Renxue asked in surprise as she watched Lu Yuan hold her hand and lead her toward the Holy Light Hotel.
"Yes, I'm taking you to get acquainted with them," Lu Yuan said with a soft smile.
"But if you take me to see them, aren't you afraid my identity will be exposed?" Qian Renxue asked gently.
"What's there to fear? None of them have ever seen you. Some of them might know Xue Qinghe, but none of them will recognize Qian Renxue. Besides, it's too boring for you to stay by yourself. This time, I'll let you meet them and liven things up a little."
Lu Yuan said with a smile.
"Did you forget about this?" Qian Renxue pointed to her brow, where a small Six-Winged Angel imprint rested—the mark of the Angel Nine Trials.
Lu Yuan's Sacred Sword Nine Trials were merely a sword-shaped imprint. At most, it looked somewhat unusual. Others might find it strange, but they definitely would not recognize it.
After all, the Holy Sword Imprint was originally a miniature Angel Sacred Sword. Since the Angel God ascended to the God Realm, no one on the continent had seen the Angel Sacred Sword for ten thousand years. How could anyone possibly recognize it?
Unless Qian Renxue became a god, only then could the divine artifact, the Angel Sacred Sword, reappear in the world.
Thus, Lu Yuan's Holy Sword Imprint was harmless.
But Qian Renxue's Six-Winged Angel was different. There might not be many who knew of this Martial Soul, but there were definitely some. The upper ranks of certain sects and factions all knew of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.
With such an imprint on her brow, Qian Renxue's identity really could very easily be