My master's question left Qianqing stunned. She should have blurted out the answer, but Fengyao's clothes and appearance were clearly different from before—and she had personally set those clothes in order.
Yet it was not merely her clothes. Even her face and body had visibly matured, completely unlike before. She was now a full circle more mature than Senior Brother Feixing!
What she dared not confirm most of all was that pair of eyes. The innocence had long since faded from them, leaving her with a sense of unfamiliarity.
To her, the child had been gone for only a few minutes. To Fengyao, however, it had been a full three years!
"Master! I really am Fengyao!" Fengyao hurriedly explained, even shooting her senior brother a meaningful glance.
But Feixing was dumbfounded too. Fengyao had originally been weaker and smaller than him, yet now, besides having grown considerably, her strength had even surpassed his by a wide margin. No matter how he looked at it, he found it difficult to accept all at once.
So Feixing did not dare answer.
Juling was also at a loss. He hurried over to me and said in a low voice, "What's going on? Weren't you with this child just now? She seems completely different from before! I know that girl well. Say a few words to her and she'll immediately flare her nostrils and glare. How could she be this composed?"
I glanced at him. "How do you know she isn't her? Could she have turned into someone else?"
Juling shook his head, and just then, Chenyue made her move!
"Hmph! Since even your Thunder Mound Sword Sect doesn't dare acknowledge you, this Divine Lord will question you on their behalf!" Chenyue had already been fuming, and the moment he attacked, dozens of swords