"She is not Yuan Xingyun?"
The people there became confused. Who exactly is Xue Ji? Is she Yuan Xingyun or not? Could it be that the girl just looked like Yuan Xingyun?
"No, Sect Leader. She must be Xingyun!" Song Qiang exclaimed with certainty. He was filled with hope and happiness. He didn't want it to be just a fake.
Yuan Xingren shook his head slowly. "She is not Xingyun. I was right, wasn't I?" he asked Xue Ji. His gaze implied a lot of sadness. Even though he didn't say or show it, Xue Ji could feel the loss he was feeling.
Xue Ji took a deep breath. "Let's talk," she said to Yuan Xingren.
"No, Father! She must be a Xingyun fake. Don't be fooled by her! She can kill Elder Ma. It is also possible that she could kill you!" Yuan Xinglin shouted in fear. She was afraid that Xue Ji would say things that might harm her.