"Right from the beginning, I sensed that the rumors didn't do justice to who you truly were," Yan Xing began, his voice laced with intrigue. "It was during the welcoming banquet that my suspicions first arose. You see, there are many who don disguises, pretending to be meek when in fact they possess the cunning of a tiger. And I wondered if you were one of them."
Leaning closer to Zhao Ling, Yan Xing's eyes sparkled with a mix of curiosity and admiration. "But it wasn't until our time in Hua village that my doubts started to solidify. When you lost consciousness after executing a flawless frost seal, it was I who caught you, cradling your delicate form in my arms."