"Did you enter the secret realm after us?" Song Wen stared coldly at the three people opposite him.
The woman brushed back a strand of dark hair beside her ear and smiled alluringly.
"It seems there are still some clever people here."
In truth, this was not difficult to deduce.
Song Wen had only revealed this face, paired with the name "Yang Yu," at the entrance to the secret realm.
Thus, when the thirteen of them entered the secret realm, these three had most likely been hiding among the crowd, and had afterward taken the trouble to investigate all thirteen in detail.
"Allow me to introduce us," the woman continued. "The three of us come from Cloudwild Province and belong to the same sect-the Burning Moon Sect. I call myself Dao Lord Yi Ji. These two beside me are True Person He Ying and Shi Qingcang."
True Person He Ying was a handsome middle-aged man dressed in an ash-gray Daoist robe. His gaze was calm and unruffled, like a solitary pine.
Shi Qingcang, by contrast, had a burly frame and resolute features, with a short beard beneath his chin as bristling as halberds. His eyes shone brightly, as though flames danced in the depths of his pupils.
Cloudwild Province lay west of Yujiang Province.
From Southern Nether Province, where they currently stood, Cloudwild Province was an exceedingly distant land.
"We have no interest in your names." Feng Zhongli's voice was as cold and hard as metal striking stone. "Please leave at once, lest blood stain this place."
These three would not be easy to deal with.
For that reason, Feng Zhongli tried to drive them away rather than attacking outright as she had upon seeing Jikong and the others.
Yi Ji was not angered, however, and continued to regard Feng