"It's Su Lianxue."
Zhou Ping'an took a step ahead, having just run near Xinyuan, when he heard this clear shout reverberating through the mountains.
He internally exclaimed his luck.
Lin Huaiyu also patted his chest, taking a deep breath in relief.
If they had been caught by Su Lianxue at the Emerald Book Pavilion atop the mountain, not even seven or eight mouths would have been able to explain their way out of it.
But now,
They were near Xinyuan.
Some of the Xinyuan disciples had already been woken up by the noise and were rushing out to see what was going on.
If the two of them blended in with the crowd, they could probably keep up the ruse for a while.
After all, they hadn't taken off their Emerald Peak disciples' robes yet.
Upon thinking of this, Lin Huaiyu quickly tore off the veil covering his face.
Turning his head, he saw Zhou Ping'an had already taken off his veil and tucked it into his chest out of sight.
He couldn't help but smile.