Xu Wuwei still had grease at the corner of his mouth, but at that moment, he seemed impossibly imposing. "Forget it. Go back and tell Young Yin that if he wants to find Xuan Qi, he can come himself. Xuan Qi won't go to the Tai Yin Realm. That's final."
Shao Gu didn't dare say another word. She used every bit of strength she had to get to her feet, panting hard as she bowed deeply to Xu Wuwei. "I understand, senior. I'll leave at once."
Since Xu Wuwei had arrived, Lu Yin hadn't said a word. He watched Shao Gu leave in her weakened state. This was what it meant to be weak: losing your dignity in front of the strong, then thanking them for showing mercy.
"What a waste." Xu Wuwei shook his head and casually turned the beast leg on the ground into nothingness.
Lu Yin said gratefully, "Thank you for stepping in, senior."
Xu Wuwei looked at him strangely. "Calling me 'senior' is going to take years off my life."
Lu Yin met Xu Wuwei's gaze. His eyes held surprise and curiosity, but no displeasure. "Senior, you know?"
Xu Wuwei sighed. "I'm impressed, Lu Dao Master."
Lu Yin gave a bitter smile. "Did Senior Illusory Lord tell you?"
"Only me," Xu Wuwei said.
Lu Yin sat down. Now that his identity had been exposed, there was no point pretending anymore. Given his position, he could stand as an equal with Xu Wuwei, or even with Illusory Lord himself. Of course, in terms of cultivation alone, he was still far from their level.
An identity was an identity; he represented Primeval Space.
Xu Wuwei sized Lu Yin up. "If Illusory Lord hadn't told me himself, I'd never have believed it. Which of your words are true, and