"I am merely an ordinary disciple of the Boundless Yin Yang Sect," Su Yang replied calmly.
"Bullshit! There's no way a disciple from a place like this could wield Sword Will!" Wang Haoran refused to accept that his Sword Will was inferior to that of a dual cultivator. If his fellow disciples were to hear of this humiliation, he would become the laughingstock of the sect for the rest of his life.
"No way?" Su Yang shook his head with a sigh. "Yet you just experienced it yourself."
"T-That's not what I meant! I bet you're not really a disciple here at all! You must be a guest like me, just pretending to be one!"
"If you have any doubts about my identity, you may ask around. Anyway, now that I have proven myself, I'd like to take my leave. We've already delayed our business to entertain you long enough."
Su Yang turned around and started flying away after putting away his sword. Lin Xinyi silently followed.
"Wait! We're not done—"
