Zhang Yuan froze.
His mind went blank.
He would rather believe Li Huixi had secretly put it on while the Eastern Bian Li Clan's True Lord was away than face that crushing truth...
Who wrote Biographies of the Lords?!
You've truly led me astray!
Gentle and refined, gracious and pure-hearted-did Li Huixi fit even one of those descriptions?
She had a fiery temper, threatened to pound him to death at the drop of a hat, and had deliberately concealed her identity to toy with him. Calling her disposition nasty was no exaggeration...
What misery!
Zhang Yuan lamented inwardly. His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.
The corners of Li Huixi's lips curled slightly as she watched Zhang Yuan stand rooted to the spot. She was not worried about him playing dumb.
If she did not want Zhang Yuan to know her true identity, he would never learn it, whether he asked others or tried to deduce it with his own intelligence.
Likewise, when she wanted Zhang Yuan to know, he had to know.
This was neither some True Lord's divine ability nor a golden position mystery. It was simply the crushing dominance of a High Cultivator's higher status over a Lower Cultivator's lower status. Turning thought into reality required only a single thought from the High Cultivator.
"Why are you standing there? Sit."
Li Huixi's tone was calm, yet to Zhang Yuan's ears, it sounded like the calm before a storm.
Zhang Yuan nodded mechanically, then sat beside Xiao Yuanjun, who was drinking tea.
Sitting beside Xiao Yuanjun offered him at least a little sense of safety here at Sun-Moon Cliff, a True Lord's cultivation grounds where he could lose his life at any moment. By now, he was genuinely afraid that, given Li Huixi's temper, she