Yu Nianzhen almost spat blood when he heard Jiang Yue's words.
When they became Taoist companions and double-cultivated for the first time, they shared all their memories.
It was because of this that Jiang Yue knew the name given to Yu Nianzhen by the little beggar in Han town. Otherwise, Yu Nianzhen would never share such dark history.
"Little Saint?" Qi Feiyan asked, and her lips twitched in amusement.
No matter how she looked at it, the man in front of her did not look like a little saint. Most importantly, she felt her life would end miserably if she dared to call him that way.
'He is terrifying.' She thought and shuddered.
Although she couldn't see his cultivation level or feel his qi presence, she couldn't be at ease. The danger she felt was instinctual and came from deep within her bones.
At a loss of what to do, she glanced at her brother but he was in a similar situation.
