"Yes, Master."
With things having come to this, Lin Qing could only play along. Beside him, Hua Yao and Tu Mi were having a terrible time holding back their laughter.
An Ke'er swept her gaze toward them, and both hurriedly raised their hands to swear an oath.
"Don't worry, Miss An. We absolutely won't breathe a word of this."
An Ke'er truly wasn't a ruthless person. Anyone else might have silenced the two of them long ago.
The reason An Ke'er wanted Lin Qing to impersonate Xingdu was simply a matter of saving face. Her taking Xingdu as her disciple had caused quite a stir in Anhuang. If outsiders learned that Xingdu had run away, where would she put her face?
As for Xingdu himself, An Ke'er reckoned he wouldn't dare publicize this either.
Half a day later, An Ke'er brought Lin Qing back to her Flying Vessel. The disciples waiting there hurriedly gathered around.
"Senior Sister An, you found Xingdu?"
Lin Qing now had multiple layers of disguise on him, so these people couldn't tell the difference.
As for that Xie Chen from before, they didn't care. He was merely a passerby; perhaps An Ke'er had left him in the Sin Abyss.
An Ke'er nodded. There was no need to explain to these junior brothers and sisters. The more people who knew, the greater the risk of exposure.
"Xing'er, aren't you going to greet your martial uncles and aunts?"
Lin Qing nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. Xing-Xing'er?
Just listen to that. Was that supposed to be a nice way to address someone?
"Greetings, martial uncles and aunts."
Lin Qing dared to feel angry but dared not speak up. He could only cup his hands and bow to everyone.
Naturally, everyone politely returned the greeting. Although Lin Qing