Wan Qiu Daoist froze for a moment and then shook his head helplessly.
"Being overly perceptive is not always a good thing."
"That's what my master said, but he also trusts me to make my own judgments."
"Heh, indeed. It's no wonder he felt assured letting you accompany this guy on his journey. After all, compared to Qingqiu, you yourself are actually the more dangerous existence in this venture."
Yu Yanshu blinked and brought the conversation back on track: "Senior, you haven't answered my question yet."
Although she already had an answer in her heart, Yu Yanshu needed confirmation to put her mind at ease.
"Just my judgments. Before entering this place, I sensed traces of someone infiltrating the main entrance of the Luo Clan's Blessed Realm. And after entering, I noticed a sword strike whose aura closely resembled his swordsmanship."
"My master has been exposed?"
"Don't worry. Others may not be able to tell, but I can—because he uses a sword."
