"Martial Saint?"
Yang Shi involuntarily startled, then quietly slipped out from his own tent.
He followed a white figure ahead, circumventing the military camp, and arrived at the forest on the outskirts of the town.
They both stood still, and the Martial Saint turned around to size him up for a moment.
"You are... Liu Wuheng's disciple, Yang Shi?"
Yang Shi's heart gave another jolt, but after pondering for a moment, he did not deny it.
"Yes, my master is Liu Wuheng. How did you recognize me?"
"Your True Qi."
"Oh."
Practicing the Mingxin Technique, and with it being a unique Inner Breath Heart Method created by the Martial Saint himself, it was natural to recognize it.
"Two years ago, I met your master. He mentioned that he had taken in a disciple with exceptional talent, whose talent was not far from mine. Looking at you today... what Wuheng said wasn't false. The one who locked onto my Qi mechanism today was you, wasn't it?"
