That Saint Son was her idol.
In his very first battle after becoming the Saint Son, he had single-handedly defeated the prodigies of every sect, making his name in a single battle and firmly establishing his authority.
But Spirit Hall had kept a low profile in recent years, and this Saint Son had gradually faded from public view, overlooked by many.
"Teacher Su Yu! You're... that Saint Son?"
Zhu Zhuqing's voice trembled with disbelief, her eyes wide and full of shock.
Su Yu nodded calmly. "Yes, exactly who you're thinking of."
As he spoke, he took a token from his Soul Tool and gently placed it on the stone table before Zhu Zhuqing.
The token was dark gold throughout, its design somewhat similar to the Pope Token Zhu Zhuqing had seen in the Star Luo Imperial Palace.
Only, the words "Saint Son" were clearly engraved on the back, lending it an air of grandeur.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the token, then raised her head to look at Su Yu, momentarily speechless.
She had never imagined that the usually gentle and easygoing Teacher Su was actually the legendary Saint Son of Spirit Hall.
The shock of his identity left her stunned for a long while before she slowly digested it.
"Zhu Zhuqing, as long as you want to break off your engagement, I'll definitely help you do it within six years!"
Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fingers, the shock in her eyes gradually fading and giving way to a complicated emotion.
"Teacher Su Yu! No, Your Highness! What's the price? I don't believe pies just fall from the sky!"
Su Yu was not surprised by the wariness in her eyes. Instead, a hint of approval appeared on his face.
"It's good that you thought of that. The price is you!"
"Me?"
"Yes.