"Then the one behind you must be Ling Yuan Mianxia."
"Given Ling Yuan Mianxia's strength, she should be a pillar supporting the forces behind you. The fact that your elders sent her to protect you is proof enough of how highly they value you."
Ning Fengzhi sized Ling Yuan up as though asking casually.
"You flatter me, Sect Master Ning."
"My talent is not the best. My sister's talent surpasses mine, but she has gone into seclusion with the elders and is unwilling to come out and travel."
"Ling Yuan is indeed powerful, but compared to my elders, she still falls somewhat short."
Ye Xi surveyed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's surroundings and answered naturally.
Ye Xi naturally knew that Ning Fengzhi was probing into her background. She simply gave him an answer that was nine parts truth and one part lie, borrowing a tiger's might to raise her own banner.
Still too young.
Listening to Ye Xi's response, Ning Fengzhi thought to himself.
But when he looked at Ye Xi's current age, he understood.
No matter how gifted or extraordinary someone was, they would still lack life experience.
So it was only natural that he had managed to probe out some information with just a few words.
Meanwhile, Xue Qinghe, seated nearby, quietly gave Ye Xi meaningful looks. He felt there was absolutely nothing wrong with her answer.
With those answers, given Ning Fengzhi's old-fox personality, the chance of him making a move in secret had basically dropped to zero.
Just then, a crisp, pleasant voice rang out from outside the hall.
"Father."
As the voice fell, a girl about Ye Xi's age ran in from outside the hall. She wore a long white dress and had delicate features.
Behind the girl stood an elderly man with white