For a moment, just briefly, Wooyun felt his heart sink. It felt like his heart had dropped to the bottom of his stomach. But he quickly recovered once he realized Eun-woo meant his identity as the young lord of a demonic sect, not just any demonic sect, but the Blood Moon Sect. He sighed.
Sensing his discomfort, he couldn't help but ask why he was keeping it a secret. "Being a demonic cultivator is nothing to be ashamed of, so why hide?"
That was the million-dollar question.
"We originally came here to conduct some business. Since the Demon Lord didn't want people to know of his arrival in the Eastern Region, as it would alert unnecessary attention, we decided hiding our identities would be best." He shrugged.
"But you introduced yourself by name. Wouldn't it have been wiser to choose a different one, like your master? Also, why not use body transfiguration arts? People will be able to recognize you."
