Xia Ying struggled to raise her head and meet Zhang Yuan's eyes. On her pretty, radiant face, she forced a smile uglier than a crying grimace.
"I am ignorant and ill-informed, and do not know your name, Senior. Please forgive me..." Xia Ying said fearfully.
Zhang Yuan shook his head and said:
"No, you do know me."
Xia Ying was terrified, yet also bewildered.
When had she ever known who this man was? She had certainly never met him before.
Zhang Yuan smiled.
"My name is Zhang Yuan. Like you, I am a disciple of the Eastern Cen Palace of the Azure Sea. I entered the sect in the same cohort as Pei Leide and cultivate the Azure Vault Vast Sea Art. My cultivation is slightly higher than Pei Leide's, at the early stage of Spirit Transformation. This time, I uncovered his plot in advance, so I rushed here, slew Pei Leide after he fell into the Demonic Dao, and rescued you all."
"Would you say your senior brother Zhang is right?"
Xia Ying did not know how to answer.
Zhang Yuan had not expected her to answer anyway. He pointed at a disciple beside her and asked, "Is what I said true?"
Under Xia Ying's gaze, the disciple Zhang Yuan had singled out froze for a moment, then nodded in a perfectly natural manner.
"Absolutely. We only survived this time thanks to Senior Brother Zhang's rescue. Otherwise, we would have fallen victim to that vicious fiend."
As this disciple spoke, the other disciples, who had been scared out of their wits, seemed to suddenly see the light and chimed in.
"Exactly. As a True Disciple, Senior Brother Zhang spends years in seclusion within the sect. The moment he emerges, he resolves a calamity for us. I truly admire him