“Lady Feixiao, what brings you here?” Lingsha asked as you and she made your way over to where the ‘friendly’ sparring between the two young sword masters, Yunli and Yanqing, was taking place—only to see the older foxian woman breaking up the fight.

“Fei… Feixiao? My grandpa always talked about you,” Yunli murmured, a look of shock and disbelief crossing her face as she looked at the woman.

“You’re the Merlin’s Claw of the Yaoqing,” Yanqing said, equally shocked and impressed as he met Feixiao’s gaze.

Feixiao merely smirked at their reactions, running a hand through her hair as her gaze shifted to Lingsha and then to you, her eyes narrowing on you.

“Indeed. It seems I’m quite popular here, even on the Loufu…” Feixiao said, the heels of her boots clacking softly as she walked past Lingsha, Yunli, and Yanqing toward you.

“Hmm… and who might you be, hm? I must say, you’re quite easy on the eyes. Do you know my name? My title?” she asked, tilting your chin up with her spear.