Wei Chen continued, the punchable smirk still plastered across his face.
"He's already established a connection with you, the young miss of the Song Clan. He also has a Peak Nascent Soul Realm bodyguard, Zhao. He has both connections and protection. On top of that, he's the second young master of the Ximen Clan. Even if he was born to a concubine, he still bears the title of young master, and the Ximen Clan has no choice but to extend its protection to him."
"Think about it. Why hasn't he revealed his cultivation? Is it because he wants to keep a low profile?"
"Or... is it because of something else?" Wei Chen said as he tapped his temple, signaling for Song Wan to use her brain.
Seeing that face, that smile, and that gesture made Song Wan's fists itch.
She really wanted to introduce his face to some blunt trauma.
"What are you trying to say?" Song Wan asked with a low growl, doing her best to control her trembling fists.
