As Yang Lingrui recalled what had happened, Zhu Xuan beside him carefully studied his features as well.
"This young friend's true appearance is indeed far more outstanding than in the portrait. The portrait may have captured his looks, but it could never reproduce that unworldly, translucent air about him. No wonder Miss Hua took a liking to him."
Zhu Xuan thought to himself.
When realization dawned in Yang Lingrui's eyes, he smiled. "Young friend, you remember now?"
Yang Lingrui pretended to ponder for a moment before saying, "There was indeed such a matter. Did this young lady of the Feng Family purchase talisman slips at the market?"
"Exactly. Looks like we found the right person. Young friend, come with me. This way."
"Then I'll trouble you to lead the way, Senior."
Following behind Zhu Xuan, Yang Lingrui began to deliberate.
He did not know what stance the Feng Family took. If they stood with the Dynasty like the He Family, that would be a fine thing indeed. He might even be able to reveal his identity directly; perhaps they could cooperate within the Mayfly Treasure Land.
If they were like the Su Family, that would be acceptable as well.
He carried the He Family's letter of introduction. As a neutral lineage that wished to eat from both sides without offending either, they would not make things overly difficult for him upon seeing it.
What he feared was that the Feng Family belonged to the sects' side. If that was the case, he absolutely could not reveal his identity. He would have to keep up the act to the very end.
In the mere dozen or so breaths it took to reach the Feng Family's camp, Yang Lingrui had already devised responses for three different scenarios.
"Miss Yue, Miss Hua, I've