At least with this identity, the others would not cause trouble in East Qingzhou.
"Hmph," the girl scoffed, not quite believing Qin Huai's confident declaration. She scrutinized his wings closely, her eyebrows furrowing as she moved closer. "Your markings... pureblood! A pure-blooded Kun Peng! No wonder... but wait, your aura doesn't seem that dense."
The little girl's surprise was evident. Her mind reeled with confusion, but she had entirely verified Qin Huai's identity as a Kun Peng. The purported dragon qi was likely just a diversion. What a sly character.
"Indeed, the daughter of a prince possesses such a profound knowledge that she can even discern the wings of a pure-blooded Kun Peng," Qin Huai commended, clicking his tongue. The knowledge held by these large sect disciples dwarfed that of ordinary folks in countless states, let alone their prowess in martial arts.