Yuan Yi's face turned even redder.
"Actually..."
She took a deep breath: "Actually, I came here today because I have some sword moves that I don't understand... I wanted to ask Mr. Xiao Xie for advice."
Baihua Valley is the Holy Land of sword cultivators in Qing State.
Although its foundation cannot compare to Da Sui Sword Palace, Yuan Yi's master is Ye Qinglian after all. Usually, any confusion she has can be resolved by Ye Qinglian, so why would she come to find him?
Xie Xuanyi could see through the young girl's thoughts at a glance.
Sometimes, one needs a reason to come in the first place.
He shook his head and smiled, "There is no need to say more, Miss Yuan. Just draw your sword."
"...Alright."
Yuan Yi's expression became serious.
She took another deep breath.
