Among the disciples of the famous sects, Zhang Qingyang was the first to recognize Long Fei and Chu Feng.
He exclaimed in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Long, Fellow Daoist Chu, how could it be you?"
Long Fei clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, we meet again."
He held Wang Xiaoya's slender waist and introduced her in front of everyone, "This Saintess from the Mystic Yin Sect is my wife, and of course, I'm here to protect her thoroughly. If any of you fellow Daoists give her trouble, then you're making trouble with me."
The crowd around them burst into commotion, even the female disciples of the Mystic Yin Sect widened their eyes, thinking to themselves, had the Saintess actually gotten married?
The Mystic Yin Sect hadn't allowed any of its saintesses, who were the successors of the Holy Mother, to marry male cultivators.
But hearing Long Fei say this, all the female cultivators felt a surge of security as if they had found someone to rely on.