"Hmm, visitors?"
Yi Feng's eyebrows lifted in surprise at the unexpected interruption.
It had been a considerable span since anyone had ventured to his establishment. Emerging from the hall, he beheld a young man akin to himself and inquired, "Greetings, how may I be of assistance?"
Encountering Yi Feng, the death warrior experienced a prickling sensation coursing down his spine. Could this individual be the one Yao Ling'er had referenced?
A bead of sweat formed on his back, yet he endeavored to maintain composure, posing his query, "Good day, could you kindly direct me to the location of the Xuanwu Sect?"
Despite his vigilance, moments of inadvertence surfaced. He nearly divulged the term "Xuanwu Sect."
"Oh no."
An internal monologue ensued, his countenance paling. Did his slip denote an exposure of his identity?
Momentarily, he anxiously scrutinized Yi Feng, half-expecting a punitive response.
Yet, Yi Feng exhibited no discernible reaction. A modicum of disappointment flickered within him.
Merely an inquiry for directions? He had anticipated a prospective customer or aspirant disciple. His martial hall was indeed floundering. Nonetheless, he maintained a genial facade and offered guidance courteously.
The death warrior's bemusement deepened.
No reaction whatsoever? I exposed a substantial vulnerability, yet there was no response?
Perceiving Yi Feng's unassuming demeanor, he appeared as ordinary as any common individual. Could this individual genuinely possess prowess?
It seemed probable that Master and the others had misconstrued the situation. This individual bore no semblance of expertise; rather, he appeared mundane!
Emboldened, he ventured further, remarking, "It appears rather desolate here. Presumably, disciples are in short supply?"
He scrutinized Yi Feng closely, leaving a trace of mockery on the surface, yet refraining from provocation that might instigate hostility.
Observing Yi Feng's subtly disconcerted countenance, the death warrior derived satisfaction.
This individual's lack of discernible response seemed to affirm his assessment. He was indeed a mere mortal, bereft of formidable abilities. The demise of Senior Brothers Wu Chen and Wu Feng likely entailed a misunderstanding.
Satisfied with his discourse, he departed with newfound assurance.