Yin San fell silent for a moment, then chuckled. "Is that what he meant, or could he simply not be bothered with you? Also, do you know who I am?"
Zhao Layue said, "I guessed."
She was so intelligent that, once the shock passed and her sword guarded her Dao Heart, she quickly approached the truth.
Yin San said, "As expected of someone who loves hotpot. Then why, back in Yunji Town, when the whole pot of food was about to overcook, wouldn't you let me have a single bite?"
With that, he had admitted his identity.
Even though she had already guessed who he was, Zhao Layue remained silent for a long time after confirming it.
Many years had passed, but she could never forget that name.
Yin San.
In other words, True Person Taiping.
"Going by when I joined, I should call you Patriarch. Now I should call you Senior Uncle..."
Zhao Layue looked at the young monk leaning against a branch. After a brief silence, she said, "Today, I may have to commit an act of gross insubordination."
"No matter. It's not as though this would be your first time doing such a thing."
Yin San smiled. "But are you sure you can keep me here? You've stalled for so long, yet the little emperor still hasn't found his way here. Don't you find that strange?"
From Jing Jiu throwing Zhao Layue toward Chenghua Hall, to Profound Yin Ancestor striking with his palm, the Divine Emperor suddenly appearing, Zhuo Rusui raising his head, and a sword coming from Green Mountain... many things had happened, but only a few breaths had actually passed.
Zhao Layue did not know the Divine Emperor had come to Fruitful Accomplishment Temple, but she trusted that Jing Jiu must still have something held