Lin Xingcheng's answer was within Xiao Chen's expectations.
If Lin Xingcheng were not a disciple of the Yu Xiao Sect, he would have immediately denied it, without any hesitation whatsoever.
Moreover, since Lin Xingcheng knew the Xuanyang Nine Needles, he definitely could not disassociate himself from the Yu Xiao Sect.
But Lin Xuanying found it somewhat unbelievable, asking in shock, "Grandfather, are you telling the truth? Were you once a disciple of the Yu Xiao Sect?"
Lin Xingcheng nodded and sighed, "Yes, back then I was even younger than you are now, only in my teens. My master thought highly of me and took me in as a disciple."
"Unfortunately, it wasn't many years before the Yu Xiao Sect faced a betrayal, and everything changed overnight. Your great-grandfather and I, being young, were protected and sent down the mountain first, narrowly escaping that disaster."
