Lu Yin pressed his lips together. The more aloof someone was, the more violently their emotions erupted once they lost control.
Xiao Qian stared blankly at Long Xi, who had suddenly appeared, and was momentarily stunned. "P-Princess?"
Long Xi stared at Xiao Qian, her face grim. "Who sent you?"
Xiao Qian panicked. The Cloud Communication Stone slipped from her hand and hit the ground with a clatter. She jumped in alarm and instinctively backed away several steps.
"Who sent you?" Long Xi barked.
Xiao Qian trembled and stared at Long Xi in fear. Like Long Xi, she was usually aloof, but now it was as if her disguise had been torn away, and terror surged through her like a tide. "P-Princess, I—I don't know what you mean."
Long Xi looked at Xiao Qian with disappointment. "I heard your conversation just now. Tell me everything, and I might spare your life."
The word "life" terrified Xiao Qian. She had spent all these years in the White Dragon Clan and had never faced a matter of life or death. Now she was even more frightened. "Princess, I didn't. I've never harmed you or the White Dragon Clan."
"Speak!" Long Xi shouted, her voice shaking the house.
Xiao Qian's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground. Sweat trickled down from her head, and her eyes glazed over. "It—it was the Cold Immortal Sect."
Long Xi let out a breath and looked at Xiao Qian slumped on the ground, at a loss for words.
Just then, Lu Yin walked over. "What did the Cold Immortal Sect send you to do in the White Dragon Clan?"
Xiao Qian saw Lu Yin and stared at him in horror. "Long Qi? No, Lu Xiao Xuan?"
Lu Yin had resumed his true appearance when he released