"I'm sorry, Saintess Lin, but our Sect has far too many Cauldron Slaves with the surname Pei, especially those who were renamed later. If you're searching blindly, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to find him."
'Renamed later?'
Lin Qianyan tensed at those words, and her slender, pale fingers unconsciously cracked the celadon teacup in her hand.
Zhenren Qin Yin patted her chest lightly and explained:
"This is... rather embarrassing to say."
"You see, the Xuanyuan Dao Sect has a White-clothed Sword Immortal named Pei Yuhang, who is incomparably handsome.
As a result, many of our more immature female disciples have secretly renamed their Cauldron Slaves after Sword Immortal Pei, using them as stand-ins... Ahem. Saintess Lin, you absolutely must not repeat this. If word of this got back to Sword Immortal Pei, there would be trouble.
In short, that's why there are just so many Cauldron Slaves with the surname Pei to search for."
