Feng Jun was not surprised that Ji Niang recognized him. He merely smiled and replied with Divine Sense, "My lady, you have sharp eyes."
"It wasn't eyesight. I have other secret techniques," True Immortal Ji Niang replied frankly. Of course, she could not possibly reveal her trump cards, so she did not elaborate. "I heard them say that you're rather interested in the Limang Secret Realm?"
This showed that she had a firm grasp of the situation at the scene, and she did not mind making that clear.
Of course, perhaps what she really wanted to convey was—nothing that happened today could be hidden from me. If you have something to say, say it directly.
But Feng Jun was no inexperienced young man. He knew that exchanging a few pleasantries with her first was the normal course of social interaction.
"It isn't that I'm merely 'rather' interested. As you know, I come from a small place and have never entered a Secret Realm in Heavenly Zither, so I'm a little curious. But they all say there's nothing left to excavate in the Limang Secret Realm. Is that true?"
"If you come from a small place, then we all come from the Mortal World," True Immortal Ji Niang said with a smile. "But the Limang Secret Realm has indeed been explored tens of thousands of times... Unless one has some special means, I doubt there will be any worthwhile gains."
This was how a proper Nascent Soul cultivator spoke: steady, measured, and watertight. She had stated her position, but she would not make an absolute judgment.
"Then forget it," Feng Jun said decisively, abandoning the idea. Since she had put it that way, was he supposed to insist that he was the chosen son of destiny, fated to discover something? "Zhu