"Actually, I had guessed it a long time ago."
Ye Feng whispered.
As a transmigrator who had read many books, how could he not deduce Ling Yue's origin?
In fact, when Ling Yue revealed her surname, doubts had begun to form in Ye Feng's heart.
If she were not a princess of the royal family, how could she possibly have defended the Miaoyin Tea House with her Spirit Sea Realm cultivation level?
Ling Yue's breath hitched.
"Did Sect Master Ye really know my identity all along?"
She blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, looking at Ye Feng with a hopeful expression.
"So, may I sit beside Sect Master Ye?"
"As you please."
Ye Feng didn't object.
He wasn't interested in being close to women.
But having a beautiful woman sitting beside him was far better than sitting with the Third Prince, Shu Qianjun, and other such as the perennial Elders.
A beauty was pleasing to the eyes.
Looking at one was beneficial to one's mental and physical health.
"Thank you!"
