Xia stepped closer to the masked man. He gazed up at him with a shocked expression. 'He is my father? Huh?' he thought, trying to find any similarities.
Since most of his face was hidden by the mask, he was not able to make out any features other than his lips. They were thin and slightly arched up all the time. Xia could not believe this fairy like man would be a demonic cultivator.
Hesitantly, he held his hands out to touch his face.
All of a sudden, the demon started sniffing. He peered suspiciously at the spot Xia was standing.
Xia held his breath. 'C—can he see me?' he waved his hands in front of his eyes, but the demon did not have any expression. 'I don't think he can, but he can definitely sense me,' he thought, peering up at the man's green eyes.
"What are you doing? Let's search for my master fast," the handsome man said, snapping the masked man's thoughts. He went over to his companion, all the while glancing back at the spot Xia was standing.
