Identity of the sect leader

"Huh?"

The two idiot couple's mind no longer could keep up with the conversation at all. What? How did the male sect master of the Imperial arms sect suddenly turn into a girl in their master/Uncle's eyes? Don't tell me that his eyes finally turned blind…

The looks of pity and sadness from the eyes of Feng Hanyan and Liuyun gave them off, Feng Yang Zhe raged inwardly and cursed under his breath, he turned to look at Shui Yu Lan and she immediately understood what he wanted.

Shui Yu Lan took off her ring in her left middle finger, suddenly, Shui Yu Lan's body started to glow. The light was dim at first, but it grew brighter and brighter by the moment and eventually, it was so bright that Liuyun and Feng Hanyan couldn't even see. The light eventually dimmed down and from within, a peerless beauty appeared.

Her face was really delicate, her light blue eyes were so clean that it seemed to be made up of the world's purity. Her reddish lips were small but adorable, it made people want to suck it. Her body was small but petite, but it contained a maturity from a grown woman… Liuyun and Feng Hanyan's eyes almost popped out seeing the beauty suddenly appearing out from nowhere.

'What the fuck!! YOU WERE A GIRL?!'

Liuyun and Feng Hanyan couldn't help but think about this. Beads of sweat formed at the top of their forehead and black lines can be seen. They quickly turned to look at Feng Yang Zhe for explanations.

Feng Yang Zhe saw their burning desires of questions to ask him in their eyes and immediately took the initiative to explain it himself.

"*Cough*. It's like this… Shui Yu Lan is the sister of the Sect master Shui Tian Ji. But, Shui Tian Ji went missing a few years ago and no one ever heard from him ever since… Since the sect master was gone, there was slight chaos within it. Lan'Er took the charge and changed her looks with the ring I gave her, with it, she controlled the entire sect and luckily her strength was almost the same as her brother…"

So it was like that… As if many they reached enlightenment, Liuyun and Feng Hanyan finally understood why Shui Yu Lan was like this…

Liuyun truly admired her, it was never easy to pose as someone and act like him for years without worrying every day that their identity might have been busted. He took another glance and her but was mesmerized by her looks this time…

"Muu… Liuyun! You cannot look!"

Feng Hanyan was annoyed by Liuyun's action and immediately turned his head to look at her. She did not hug him like how Liuyun did, she pinched his waist with the legendary 360 degrees twist. Liuyun scrimmaged in pain while he desperately endured the burning feeling as if his skin was about to be torn off.

"Ow ow ow ow ow! Yan'er please let me off! I didn't do it on purpose!!"

"Hmph!"

Maybe it was Liuyun's desperate wailing of pain or that she believed in his words, Feng Hanyan stopped pinching him and pouted as she walked out of the room. Liuyun rubbed the area she pinched and noticed that she ran out, so he quickly chased after her.

"Wait Yan'er!! I'm sorry!!"

*Bam*

The door was shut and in the room left only Feng Yang Zhe and Shui Yu Lan in the room, when Liuyun was being "tortured" by Feng Hanyan, they only looked and desperately held in their laughter, now that the two troublemakers were gone, they burst out laughing and even Shui Yu Lan had some tears in her eyes.

"Hahaha!! Big brother they are so cute!"

"Hahahaha! Yes they are, my niece is the cutest though. Liuyun is my disciple but he cannot compare to the cuteness of my Yan'er!"

"Ahahahaha!!"

They laughed for a full 10 minutes before they regained their calm composure, Shui Yu Lan prepared tea for Feng Yang Zhe personally. The tea was aromatic like a bunch of roses, it contained a rich scent of herbal tea yet was contained a refreshingly light taste of chrysanthemum.

"This is some good tea… Chrysanthemum Jewel leaves and 100-year-old ginseng with an 85-year-old daisy leaves…"

"Ufufufu… as expected from big brother, this tea's true identity was unraveled by you."

After sipping some tea, Feng Yang Zhe put down the tea and look at Shui Yu Lan seriously. Shui Yu Lan stopped drinking as well and put the tea down, she knew that this is going to be a long night.