Chapter 1509: Cold Water Flow

“Yang Xuan?”

Chen Leyao jumped in surprise. “You… you’re going to use Master Yang’s name?”

Master Yang Xuan – others might not know, but she had certainly heard of him. The First Grand Elder of the Master Teacher Pavilion, his status was unparalleled, arguably the highest in the world, and his strength went without saying… Even your own teacher couldn't just borrow his name like that, could they?

“To make them come out now, I can only borrow his name… Zhao Ya is his grand-disciple, so I don't think he'll be angry!” Zhang Xuan’s gaze was calm.

Chen Leyao was speechless. Honestly, this person was truly audacious. Bursting out of the Saint Son Temple was one thing, but impersonating his own teacher… If it wasn't discovered, that would be fine, but if it was, wouldn't it cause a huge commotion all the way to the Master Teacher Pavilion headquarters?

Suddenly, she regretted agreeing to help him rescue Zhao Ya. With the Young Palace Master's lawless teacher acting like this, she had no idea what kind of major incident would unfold.

“Don't worry, nothing will happen!” Seeing her expression and knowing what she was worried about, Zhang Xuan waved his hand.

He was already proficient at impersonating Yang Xuan; there would definitely be no mistakes. In the current situation, his own name truly couldn't be used, but Yang Xuan of the Master Teacher Pavilion headquarters could create a great deterrent and might make it easy to find Zhao Ya's whereabouts. In any case, the real Yang Xuan was in seclusion at the Zhang Clan and hadn't appeared even when he left, indicating it would be a long time before he came out, so there was no need to worry.

“Alright!” Knowing that she was already on a horse and couldn't get off, Chen Leyao reluctantly took out a visiting card, circulated her True Qi, and inscribed a name on it.

“No need to write ‘Master Teacher Pavilion’, just ‘Yang Xuan’ will do!” Zhang Xuan said, seeing the characters she had inscribed.

“Okay!” She didn't know why he gave such instructions, but understanding that there must be a reason for the request, Chen Leyao said no more, took out another visiting card, and wrote the name.

After finishing this, she went to the main gate and knocked.

*Creak!*

A guard emerged.

“Our master wishes to visit your master. Please inform him!” Chen Leyao handed over the visiting card. At this point, she also knew what she should say.

“It's so late. Our master is already resting. Please come back tomorrow for anything!” The guard frowned and shook his head, not accepting it.

“I advise you to take the visiting card. If there's any delay, it's not something a mere guard like you can withstand!” Seeing that he wouldn't take it, Chen Leyao frowned, then flipped her wrist and pulled out a token.

“A core disciple of the Glacier Palace?” The guard didn't know who Yang Xuan was, but he recognized the token. Startled, he quickly took the visiting card. “Please wait inside for a moment, both of you. I'll go inform him right away!” A core disciple of the venerable Glacier Palace addressing someone as 'Master' indicated that the person behind them held at least the rank of an elder, and was indeed not someone a guard could afford to offend.

“Mhm!” Retrieving the token, Chen Leyao returned to Zhang Xuan's side. The two slowly entered the courtyard and sat down in the reception room.

After arranging for tea, the guard, holding the visiting card, hurried towards the patriarch's room. Although it was late at night, the patriarch was not resting; he was still discussing something with his clansmen. Entering the room, the guard quickly clasped his fist, “Patriarch, someone is requesting an audience!”

“Who would be looking for me at this hour?” Han Shuiliu, the Han family patriarch, frowned.

“This is the visiting card…” Not daring to say more, the guard handed over the visiting card.

Han Shuiliu took it and slowly opened it. He saw only two characters, "Yang Xuan," with no other writing.

“Yang Xuan?” Filled with doubt, Han Shuiliu looked up. “What is that person's identity?” A normal visiting card always stated the sender's identity so the recipient would know who it was. He had never seen one with just a name like this.

“It's a middle-aged man, around thirty, wearing a Master Teacher robe, but with no emblem on his chest, so I don't know his rank…” The guard thought for a moment before replying.

“A Master Teacher? No rank emblem?” Han Shuiliu grew even more curious. Since he was a Master Teacher, his rank would usually be indicated to show his importance. No emblem, no stated identity, and most importantly, visiting in the middle of the night—where did this person come from?

“He's probably some presumptuous person from who-knows-where. Just send him away for now; tell him to come back tomorrow…” After pondering for a while without understanding, Han Shuiliu casually placed the visiting card aside and said indifferently.

“Master… Master Yang’s attendant is… a core disciple of the Glacier Palace!” Seeing that he wasn't planning to meet them, the guard quickly added.

“His attendant is a core disciple of the Glacier Palace?” Han Shuiliu's expression hardened. “He's a Master Teacher, named Yang Xuan… Could it be, could it be…” He muttered a couple of times, then his face suddenly changed. “Is it him?”

“Patriarch, who is it?” The elders who had been discussing matters below all looked over, puzzled.

“At the Master Teacher Pavilion headquarters, there's a Grand Elder, whose whereabouts are as mysterious as a dragon's, and whose strength is immense… His name is Yang Xuan… Could there be a connection between the two?” Han Shuiliu said.

“A Grand Elder from the Master Teacher Pavilion headquarters? Such a figure lives in the clouds; how could he come here…” The elder shook his head. Although their Han family held a respectable position in Glacier City and had some influence in the Glacier Palace, they were still far too inferior in comparison to the Master Teacher Pavilion headquarters. It was unbelievable to think that a venerable Grand Elder would personally come and even present a visiting card.

“I don't believe it either, but… as a Master Teacher named Yang Xuan, I truly don't know of anyone else…” Han Shuiliu shook his head. “You all come with me. If it's not him, then fine, but if it really is him, and he came personally, and we didn't go out to greet him, our Han family might face utter devastation…”

Although there were many people with the same name on the continent, among Master Teachers named Yang Xuan, he truly hadn't heard of anyone other than that particular one. Although deep down he also felt that the possibility of that person seeking him out was small, he couldn't be absolutely certain. It was better for a small family like theirs to be cautious.

“Yes!” Numerous elders nodded simultaneously and followed closely behind him, heading outside. They soon arrived at the reception room, where they saw a sallow-faced middle-aged man sitting calmly, sipping tea.

“Is that Master Yang?” As soon as he entered the room, Han Shuiliu immediately clasped his fists. His cultivation had long reached the peak of Saint 8-dan, yet he still couldn't discern the cultivation of the person before him. The man appeared ordinary, yet he exuded a sense that made one's heart tremble. It was as if, should this seated figure make a move, their entire family would be unable to resist.

“I happened to be passing by and have a few matters I wish to inquire about. I apologize for disturbing you so late at night, and I hope Patriarch Han will not take offense!” Zhang Xuan stood up. He also clasped his fists in a full and courteous bow, but a natural air of superiority emanated from him. Though not intentional, it still gave others the illusion of a lonely master.

“A master, he must be a master…” Han Shuiliu's pupils contracted.