Wen Xinzhao fell silent, then said, “Martial Uncle Zhang, can I share what you just said with Su Yi?”

Zhang Yuntao was stunned, and his gaze was conflicted. “Xinzhao, you… Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for Su Yi?”

He was flabbergasted, and his heart ached.

They’d only known Su Yi for a few days, but the most dazzling genius of Cloudsky Divine Palace’s younger generation, the Little Sword Demon, had already fallen prey to Su Yi’s charms! He’d practically stolen her heart away!

Wen Xinzhao’s beautiful face froze, and her cheeks heated up. “Martial Uncle Zhang, it’s not like you think. I just respect Fellow Daoist Su’s abilities and way of conducting himself. I have enormous admiration….”

Before she could continue, Zhang Yuntao sighed and waved for silence. “Xinzhao, I don’t care whether or not you tell Su Yi, but there’s something I must warn you about.”

Wen Xinzhao said, “Martial Uncle Zhang, please tell me directly.”

“I hope that you can think this through and make a decision. As one of our disciples, should the sect truly decide to oppose Su Yi, what will you do?” With that, Zhang Yuntao turned and left.

Wen Xinzhao’s beautiful face was full of uncertainty. A long time passed before she sighed, turned, and went to look for Su Yi.

……

Su Yi was in his room, sprawled...