Ji'an offered a weak smile, deeply appreciative of his lethal confidence, but her mind was spinning with the ramifications of Shen Zechuan's return.
"Is there anyone else?" Ji'an asked, bracing herself for more bad news. "Has the universe decided to resurrect an ancient demon king while we're at it? Are there any other hidden prodigies crawling out of the woodwork?"
Wangchen's expression shifted, a faint, almost imperceptible look of annoyance crossing his flawless features.
"There is no demon king," Wangchen replied, picking up his teacup again. "But there is a rumor circulating among the upper echelons of the elders. A rumor regarding the Sect Leader's bloodline."
Ji'an blinked. "The Sect Leader has a family?"
"He has many children, most of whom stay outside like other disciples and train by themselves," Wangchen explained dismissively. "But his youngest daughter... she is a different matter entirely."
