In short, it was the foolish acts that Li Yan had committed in Chang'an, blown up threefold, and someone else's romantic affairs pinned onto his head, which left Wu Qu stunned.
As for Li Yan, admiration filled his eyes, "I never expected Brother Li to have such a reputation, I am impressed."
"It's all baseless rumors."
Li Yan shook his head silently, then turned his gaze to the older woman, changing the subject, "This senior from the Golden Swallow Sect, you seem to be quite familiar with Li Yan?"
He had long seen through the woman's ruse.
She had practiced martial arts, although she had somehow managed to make her calluses disappear, leaving her skin white, delicate, and tender.
But her palm structure and habitual movements could not fool an expert.
Moreover, the aura of Yin Evil Qi lingered around her, and not even the thick scent of her makeup could mask it.