Wen Yu is naturally not one of them, although he, like the Taixuan Nine Classics, is an inner disciple of the Taixuan Sect, there is a fundamental gap and chasm between them.
"What nonsense are you spouting? I am naturally not one of the Taixuan Nine Classics!"
Baili An smiled slightly and continued to ask, "Then are you one of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi?"
Wen Yu and the crowd of disciples behind him were once again stunned, his face gradually showed impatience, "Naturally not! What exactly are you trying to ask?"
He had already introduced himself early on as Wen Yu, and among the Taixuan Nine Classics or the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, there was no one named Wen Yu.
To these Taixuan Sect disciples, Baili An was evidently asking redundantly and speaking nonsense.
Nevertheless, Baili An was very satisfied and nodded.
He stood upright, his expression still humble and courteous, gentle and affable, yet beneath all this, there seemed to be an illusion.
