"You're too kind, miss. Anyone on the righteous path would not have let those two scoundrels off if they had encountered them. I am Huang Xiao of Poison God Valley. It is a pleasure to meet you both!" Huang Xiao said.
It was perfectly natural for Huang Xiao to introduce himself as being from Poison God Valley. First, Jiang Yu had already shouted that he was a disciple of Poison God Valley. Second, even if he called himself the sect leader of Green Ox Gate, probably few people would have heard of it, given how obscure Green Ox Gate was in the Jianghu. In any case, neither introduction would be wrong. He was indeed a disciple of Poison God Valley, and when traveling away from home, announcing one's affiliation was often very important. After all, people in the Jianghu were pragmatic. If you had powerful backing, everyone would regard you with awe and respect. If your school was merely a small, minor sect, you were bound to be looked down upon, or even bullied.
"My name is Dong Yan, and this is my junior sister, Hu Qiao. We are disciples of Heavenly Mountain Pavilion," Dong Yan said.
In fact, by the time Huang Xiao came over, he had already learned both women's names, as well as their sect.
"You're both injured. I have some Wound-Healing Pills here. Perhaps—"
"Thank you, Young Master Huang, but we have Wound-Healing Pills of our own. We would only ask you to trouble yourself with standing guard while my junior sister and I circulate our energy," Dong Yan said, declining with a soft laugh.
Huang Xiao paused briefly, then understood. He meant them no harm and genuinely wanted to help them. But from their perspective, even though he had driven off Jiang Yu and Liu