After Su Qing said those words, he promptly sent the Wind-Listening Pavilion's Master to the Western Heaven, absorbing the entire pavilion into his own faction.
When Su Ye thought of Su Qing's ruthless nature, the bite mark on her neck inexplicably began to ache with a sharp pain.
'Xue'er... oh, wait, no. It's Song Jue.'
Su Ye wore a strange expression, and Song Jue, in turn, was sizing her up.
Song Jue looked at Su Ye, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.
"Xuan Yue City... the Su Family."
After murmuring this, his expression turned peculiar. Then, he spoke with a contemplative air,
"So you really are an older sister, huh."
And keep in mind, he was currently dressed as a woman.
In fact, with the smile he was wearing, you couldn't tell he was a man at all.
He was, quite frankly, more feminine than any woman.
If Su Ye hadn't just taken his pulse, exposing the truth, she probably still wouldn't have known he was a man.
