Be My Student (1)

"Yang Xuan…" Zhang Xuan's heart jolted in horror.

His first instinct was to escape, but he forced himself to remain calm.

From the looks of it, it seemed like the other party had seen through his disguise from the start. The fact that the other party had not made a move yet and instead chose to converse with him calmly showed that he bore no ill will.

On top of that, he had been trying to assess the other party's strength, but as if staring into the abyss, he found himself unable to see the bottom of the other party's cultivation. It was questionable whether he would really be able to escape or not even if he tried.

Rather than jumping into action, it seemed wiser for him to sound out the other party's aim first.

While Zhang Xuan was in a state of utter shock, the elder standing opposite of him was also completely astounded.