"What did this individual look like?" Zhao Ling inquired, her gaze fixed intently on the prince.
"I-I cannot say for certain," the prince stammered, his voice trembling. "He… he concealed his features behind a grey mask adorned with a sardonic grin," he replied, his description laden with a sense of unease.
Zhao Ling and Yan Xing exchanged a knowing glance as the description of the puppet sect heir unfolded before them. Recognition flickered in their eyes.
Mu Chen turned his head to face Zhao Ling, a spark of realization in his gaze. "Isn't that the same individual we encountered in Hua Village?" he questioned, his voice brimming with intrigue.
Memories resurfaced in their minds, recounting the clash between Jun Yuan and a man clad in white robes, donning a mask with a sardonic grin. The encounter had taken place during their arrival at Hua Village, causing the masked figure to retreat upon spotting their arrival.