"Are you feeling alright?" Xiauyue asked with a very faint hint of concern in her normally calm voice, as she looked at Desmond who seemed to be out of breath.
To which Desmond responded with some sarcasm and helplessness: "Don't worry, just a little exhausted, unlike the sect's number one disciple, my true strength barely reaches the standards of an inner disciple; so you will understand that all this is a bit strenuous for me "
"Wait, that cannot be true, even when the gap between our forces is quite wide there is no way you can be so weak, otherwise it will be impossible for you to do the things I have seen you do" Xiauyue replied with a clear negative but one could still see genuine confusion on her face.
Desmond could understand Xiauyue's confusion, after all, she was not wrong when she said that the strength showed by himself so far didn´t match his words.
