"." Lin Hui stared blankly at those familiar brows and eyes, and that distinctive texture of a voice.
"Sir, Yun Xiazi?... You don't think that shrinking your height and dressing up as a woman would be enough to change your identity so I couldn't recognize you, do you?"
He had no answer. That bizarre, black-hole-like aura, coupled with the unique androgynous voice and an appearance and bearing that were excessively beautiful and youthful, simply could not be concealed.
He had recognized the other's identity the moment they entered.
". You've misunderstood. I truly am not Yun Xiazi, but Ming Xia." The woman in black gauze smiled. "Didn't you say you would arrange for a junior to enter the sect and cultivate? After Yun Xiazi returned, he used his cultivation to adjust the changes within his body, then gave birth to me through the secret art of the Origin Womb. So technically, I count as his daughter." The woman in black gauze explained.
"Where is he, then?" Lin Hui asked.
"He's very busy right now and can't come see you for the time being. But in exchange, if I join the sect, you may name one condition for the trade." Ming Xia spoke solemnly.
"." Lin Hui looked at brows and eyes that were the spitting image of Yun Xiazi's, yet the feminine traits on her body were unmistakably real. He began to hesitate.
"Forget it. Just register and join the sect yourself. As for conditions of trade, the sect rules are there for all to see. If you can abide by them, I will naturally teach you. If not, go back where you came from. Otherwise, if one day you violate the sect rules, don't blame me for showing no mercy and personally cleaning house." He gave the reminder calmly.