In his eyes, there are very few people in Great Xia that he cannot see through.
And that Su Qingying is one such character.
Her origins are mysterious, her strength enigmatic. In the entire Royal Capital, perhaps only the Emperor of Great Xia knows her true background and identity.
Now, as he looks towards the National Master Mansion, feeling the extraordinary phenomenon that spills over despite being shrouded by a grand formation, ripples rise in his heart.
...
Martial King Mansion.
Xiang Yuan strides out of the practice room, looking up at the sky, his eyes as bright as bronze bells shooting out a gleam: "Goodness! This silver brilliance... cool and pure, directly illuminating the Divine Soul, is it a technique of State Preceptor Su? No, it feels purer, more... youthful? It somewhat resembles the path of that youngster Jiang Ning, but the intensity..."
He scratched his head, somewhat unsure.
