The same city, the same inn.
"Teacher, are you really one of the Snake People?"
After Hai Bodong left the room, Xiao Yi Xian pursed her lips. Facing the red-haired young man drinking tea alone, she seemed hesitant to speak. Yet the doubts in her heart left her unsettled, and after some hesitation, she asked.
From Yan Lin's conversation with Hai Bodong earlier, she had gathered that Yan Lin did not seem to be the same kind of person as her.
Yet from beginning to end, Yan Lin clearly looked human, just like her. He did not possess any of the traits of the Snake People.
She found it hard to believe that Yan Lin could be one of the ugly, vicious, and ferocious Snake People she had heard about before.
Yan Lin's looks alone were clearly exactly her type. If that counted as ugly, then Xiao Yi Xian felt there were no handsome men left in this world.
Faced with Xiao Yi Xian's sudden question, Yan Lin set down his teacup and turned slightly toward the inquisitive girl. He did not hide it from her.
"Yes. Not only am I one of the Snake People, I am also their Saint King."
"Master, if you're one of the Snake People, why don't you have a snake tail? And what is a Saint King? I've only heard that the Snake People Clan has Queen Medusa. I've never heard of a Saint King."
Grasping Yan Lin's sleeve, Xiao Yi Xian fired off several questions in curiosity.
On her flawless, jade-like face, Yan Lin could not detect even the slightest trace of fear. That made him curious instead, and he asked with a smile, "What, you aren't afraid of me?"
Xiao Yi Xian froze for a moment, then shook her head without a