As the sun set in the west, its golden afterglow spilled across the bluestone streets of Yunhe Town, carrying not the slightest sense of twilight.
The endless stream of pedestrians and the increasingly lively atmosphere made this quaint old town seem remarkably youthful.
Perhaps because they had changed into Tianshu Pavilion uniforms, passersby pointed at Lin Yi and his group all along the way.
Zhang Yun, however, paid them no mind. Perhaps she had long grown accustomed to being viewed with strange eyes. No displeasure showed on her face, and she continued to greet this dark world with a gentle smile.
"Xiao Yi, you aren't locals, are you?"
Ever since he could remember, quite a few people had called Lin Yi Xiao Yi.
But being called that by a sixteen-year-old girl still felt rather strange to him.
"Uh, yes, Master. We... we came from—"
Zhang Yun waved her hand and answered nonchalantly.
"Where you came from isn't important. To celebrate our Tianshu Sect's restored glory, I'll treat you all to a proper meal tonight. Our Tianshu Sect may not have much else, but we have more resources than we could ever use!"
"After you've eaten your fill, if there's anything you want, I'll consider buying it for you."
Looking at the little girl pretending to be mature before him, Lin Yi could not suppress his curiosity and used the Truth Law to peer into Zhang Yun's heart.
According to Ade, before Lin Yi and the other two had arrived at the Tianshu Sect, Zhang Yun had rejected every disciple who came seeking apprenticeship.
Yet she had been exceptionally trusting toward Lin Yi and the other two, showing absolutely no wariness.
Even when Lin Yi had failed to explain his origins clearly, the girl had not taken it to heart. It