"I am Zhangsun Youyue." Zhangsun Youyue had nothing to hide and answered truthfully.
"You're Zhangsun Youyue?" Linghu Xiang stared at her in some surprise.
Of course he knew of Zhangsun Youyue. He had heard her name, but had never actually met her. Who did not know that Zhangsun Youyue was the most cherished young disciple of Bishui Palace's current Palace Master, with an extremely high standing in Bishui Palace?
Before, when Linghu Xiang had not known Zhangsun Youyue's identity, even killing her would have weighed nothing on his conscience.
In his view, she was merely a disciple of Bishui Palace, whereas he was an elder of the Heavenly Evil Sect. Even if Bishui Palace refused to accept it, what could they do to him?
But knowing she was Zhangsun Youyue changed matters. Although his Heavenly Evil Sect did not fear Bishui Palace, killing Zhangsun Youyue and sending Bishui Palace into a fury would not be worth it.
As a result, Linghu Xiang had to attach somewhat more importance to Huang Xiao's identity. At the very least, the boy was with Zhangsun Youyue, and his strength was plain to see. Clearly, his background was considerable too.
"That is indeed me!" Zhangsun Youyue said, neither servile nor overbearing.
Linghu Xiang said nothing more and instead looked toward Huang Xiao. All his hopes now rested on him.
Soon, he noticed that Huang Xiao had begun breaking the formation again, which let him breathe a sigh of relief.
He had feared that the formation would stump Huang Xiao. Now it seemed that, given a little time, the boy should eventually be able to break it.
But before Linghu Xiang could finish that sigh of relief, his expression abruptly changed.
"How could you possibly be here?" Linghu Xiang shouted at the five men nearby.
"Haha!