Li Fan held his sword behind his back, "Fellow Daoist."
Pei Shiqing's jaw dropped, and for a moment, he was actually at a loss for words. Glancing at the golden dragon hairpin, then back at Li Fan, he wrestled with his thoughts for quite a while before silently nodding and speaking to Cai Zhun,
"Brother Cai, this Li Daoist here uses our Xuanmen techniques. Perhaps he has his own secret inheritance. In any case, he's not from any unorthodox path. There might have been some misunderstandings."
Yan Benjing also surprisingly said, "The rebels of the Lu Family have been annihilated, and the karma is complete. Li Daoist has been dwelling in the South Sea. Perhaps the Lu family's techniques have spread, or maybe one of my Huotong Mountain disciples traded the manuals. I need to return to the mountain to investigate this. Right, I have some medicinal ointment for injuries which Brother Tian can use, so I'll take my leave now."
