Turning the Tables
"You're lying."
Xia Shuiyun spoke those four words with absolute certainty.
Su Xiaomo's heart instantly leaped into his throat.
Had this cold woman discovered something? She shouldn't have. He had hidden it so well!
"Ever since you were chased by the wolf beasts, I could tell that wasn't simply because you ran fast. You had cultivated some kind of movement technique." Xia Shuiyun stared at him with suspicious eyes.
The more she acted this way, the more uneasy Su Xiaomo became.
"How could someone from a poor background like me possibly cultivate a movement technique? Senior Sister Xia, don't joke around."
"A poor background?"
Xia Shuiyun said coolly, "That kind of nonsense might fool the recruiting elders, but no one else."
Damn!
This woman had definitely discovered something!
Could it be... she suspected his identity?
What should he do?
Silence her forever? Then destroy the body?
Xia Shuiyun said flatly, "You used a lowly identity to make yourself look humble because you didn't want to draw the attention of your fellow disciples. Then you planned to rely on flattery and brown-nosing to climb step by step."
She was right.
Infiltrating the Taixuan Sacred Sect meant making himself seem insignificant, then using connections to rise through the ranks.
Su Xiaomo, who had still been somewhat hesitant, made up his mind.
"Besides,"
Xia Shuiyun said, "when you were attacked by a Spirit Beast in the Yunling Mountain Range, it did not strike with full force. Even so, with your Martial Master Cultivation, you could never have held out for that long."
Su Xiaomo frowned.
I had wanted to get close to you and make you a tool for my advancement. Now it seemed I could only crush flowers with a ruthless hand.
But the sect knew they had come