"Of course, the eyes!"
"Brother Su, didn't you know that no matter how well a person disguises themselves, their eyes will never lie?"
Hearing how Su Shi'er addressed her, Jiang Feixue's lovely brows relaxed. She grinned, revealing two small canine teeth.
Strictly speaking, she was no longer young herself.
Yet before Su Shi'er, it felt as though she had returned to the day they first met in Cangshan.
"The eyes?"
Su Shi'er's pupils contracted slightly. He had spent years disguising himself and traveling the world under false identities.
Over the years, it was not as though no one had recognized him through his eyes.
Thus, whenever he traveled under the identity of Daoist Tianshan, Su Shi'er had deliberately altered the look in his eyes as well.
Yet he had not expected Jiang Feixue to still recognize him through them.
Especially after the two had not seen each other for so many years.
On one hand, Jiang Feixue was innocent and bright-hearted; calling her someone with the heart of a child would not have been an exaggeration.
Under such circumstances, it was only natural that she could see through his disguise.
On the other hand, it also showed how deeply she cared for him.
As for whether those feelings were mixed with something else, Su Shi'er naturally understood that as well.
At that moment, his emotions surged. He wanted to say something, yet when the words reached his lips, he did not know where to begin.
The road of cultivation was long. All along the way, he had either been cultivating bitterly or fleeing for his life.
The Holy Son of Tiandao Palace had died and vanished from the world, but his identity as one of the Descendants of Gods, along with the Divine Race existence that had manifested after his