He wouldn’t even tell them his name?

The young woman couldn’t help but laugh. “Young Lord, don’t tell me your status is so extraordinarily lofty that you fear we’ll try and take advantage if we learn your name?”

Su Yi said, “No, I’m worried I’ll implicate you.”

“Implicate us?” The young woman was stunned. “Don’t tell me you provoked some kind of disaster? How about you tell us about it? We might well be able to help you.”

Su Yi laughed, “I wouldn’t call it a disaster. I can resolve it myself.”

The girl was just about to ask more questions when the young man in white stepped in and stopped her. “Junior Apprentice Sister, he has difficulties he doesn’t wish to speak of. Don’t ask any more questions.”

He paused, then said gently, Young Lord, should you need our help, so long as it’s within our power, we won’t refuse.”

His words were peaceable but full of self-confidence.

Su Yi realized a long time ago that these young sectmates weren’t just playing goody-two-shoes; they each had a rare righteous air about them.

If he weren’t mistaken, the two of them had yet to experience many obstacles or setbacks, and their hearts were still full of heroic sentiments.

The thought made him a bit rueful. I just don’t know if they’ll be able...