He is not Xu Wan after all. If Xu Wan's master finds out, the consequences are self-evident.
Fortunately, Xia Lian did not see through Su Yang's disguise. Even as a king, she could not see Su Yang's true form under the influence of the life-or-death battle.
She took Su Yang's hand, gesturing for him to sit down next to her.
Xia Lian's bright eyes carefully observed the changes in her disciple.
Then he said in surprise, "I didn't expect that you would reach the Innate Realm after just one trip home. It seems that the legacy left by your uncle is not simple."
As expected of a powerful king, he could discern Su Yang's cultivation level at a single glance.
"Yes, Master."
On the other hand, Su Yang, seeing that Xia Lian had taken the blame for Xia Qianqiu, did not refute it. He nodded and readily admitted that it was all Xia Qianqiu's doing.
Since the remnant soul of the Fire Spirit King has already dissipated and there is no way to verify his story, no one can know whether he lied or not, and he doesn't need to worry about his lies being exposed.
Xia Lian then reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind Su Yang's ear, showing the utmost tenderness.
Xia Lian's feelings for Xu Wan, the only disciple she had ever taken in, were undeniably deep.
At least, at this moment, Su Yang felt extremely uncomfortable seeing the tenderness in his master's eyes.
The discomfort intensified, especially when Xia Lian reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"Master..."
Su Yang parted his thin lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped himself.
"Um?"
With a voice as sweet as a nightingale's, Xia Lian looked at her disciple with a puzzled expression.
Suddenly being stared at by a pair of bright and alluring eyes, Su Yang felt immense pressure.
He suppressed the ripples in his heart, even though his mind was already racing with emotions, he knew he couldn't show it at all.
It's just the daily interaction between master and disciple; it would be inappropriate for him to show that he cares.
After a long silence, he finally said calmly, "It's nothing."
Xia Lian didn't think much of it. She hugged Su Yang and gently asked him some trivial questions, such as whether he was happy to see his grandfather after returning home.
Su Yang answered haphazardly, giving a disjointed reply.
However, when Xia Lian's faint fragrance lingered around his nose, Su Yang's thoughts would always drift away to the farthest reaches of the sky.
It could be said that this caused him considerable distress.
No one ever told him that coming to the Luoxia Sword Sect would mean suffering like this!
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