Chapter 1490: Han Shui Liu

"Yang Xuan?"

Chen Leyao was startled: "You, you... want to borrow Master Yang's name?"

Yang Xuan, Master Yang—others might not know, but she had heard of him.

The First Supreme Elder of the Master Hall, whose status was unparalleled, practically the highest in the world, and his strength went without saying... Even your own teacher couldn't borrow his name like this...

"To get them to come out now, I have to borrow his name... Zhao Ya is his grand-disciple, so he probably won't be angry."

Zhang Xuan's gaze was calm.

Chen Leyao was speechless.

To be honest, the man before her was truly audacious.

Forcing his way out of the Saint Son Hall was one thing, but impersonating his own teacher... If it went unnoticed, fine, but if discovered, wouldn't it cause an uproar all the way to the Master Hall headquarters?

Suddenly, she somewhat regretted agreeing to rescue Zhao Ya.

With the Young Palace Master's lawless teacher carrying on like this, who knew what kind of commotion he would stir up?

"Don't worry, nothing will happen!"

Seeing her expression and knowing what she was worried about, Zhang Xuan waved his hand.

Impersonating Yang Xuan was something he had long mastered; there would definitely be no mistakes.

In the current situation, his own name was indeed unusable, but Yang Xuan of the Master Hall headquarters could serve as a great deterrent, perhaps making it easy to find Zhao Ya's whereabouts.

After all, the real Yang Xuan was in seclusion at the Zhang family estate and hadn't appeared even when he left, meaning it would be a long time before he emerged—no need to worry.

"Alright!"

Knowing that she was already committed and couldn't back out, Chen Leyao had no choice but to take out a visiting card, circulate her true qi, and inscribe a name on it.

"No need to write 'Master Hall,' just the two characters 'Yang Xuan' will do!"

Seeing the characters she had carved, Zhang Xuan said.

"Okay!"

Not knowing why he gave such instructions, but understanding that he must have his reasons, Chen Leyao said no more and took out another visiting card to write the name.

After finishing, she went to the gate and knocked.

Creak!

A guard came out.

"Our master wishes to visit your master; please announce us!"

Chen Leyao handed over the visiting card.

By now, she knew what to say.

"It's so late; our master has already retired. Come back tomorrow if you have business!"

Frowning and shaking his head, the guard did not accept it.

"I advise you to take the card; if you delay, it's not something a mere guard can bear!"

Seeing him refuse, Chen Leyao frowned, turned her wrist, and produced a token.

"Core disciple of the Icefield Palace?"

The guard didn't know who Yang Xuan was, but he recognized this token. Startled, he quickly took the card: "Please wait inside, I'll go announce you immediately!"

A core disciple of the prestigious Icefield Palace addressing someone as 'master' meant that the person behind her was at least an elder—indeed, not someone a mere guard could afford to offend.

"Mm."

Retracting the token, Chen Leyao returned to stand behind Zhang Xuan, and the two slowly walked into the courtyard, taking seats in the guest reception room.

After arranging tea, the guard hurriedly took the card to the master's room.

Though it was late, the master had not yet retired and was still discussing matters with his clan members. Entering the room, the guard quickly clasped his fists: "Clan Leader, someone seeks an audience outside!"

"Who comes to see me at this hour?"

Han Shui Liu, the head of the Han family, frowned.

"Here is the visiting card..."

Not daring to say more, the guard handed over the card.

Han Shui Liu took it and slowly opened it, seeing only the two characters 'Yang Xuan' and nothing else.

"Yang Xuan?"

Full of doubt, Han Shui Liu looked over: "What identity does that person have?"

A normal visiting card would indicate the visitor's identity so the recipient knew who it was; he had never seen one with just a name.

"He's a middle-aged man around thirty, wearing a master's robe with no badge on his chest—I don't know his rank..."

After a moment's thought, the guard said.

"A master? No rank badge?"

Han Shui Liu grew even more puzzled.

If he was a master, he would usually display his rank to command respect. No badge, no identity, and visiting in the dead of night—where did this fellow come from?

"Probably some arrogant fool from who knows where. Send him away first and have him come back tomorrow..."

After thinking it over and coming up with nothing, Han Shui Liu casually set the card aside and said flatly.

"Master... this Master Yang's attendant is... a core disciple of the Icefield Palace!"

Seeing that he intended not to receive them, the guard quickly added.

"His attendant is a core disciple of the Icefield Palace?"

Han Shui Liu's expression turned serious: "A master himself, named Yang Xuan... Could it be, could it be..."

Muttering to himself, his face suddenly changed: "Him?"

"Clan Leader, who is it?"

The elders who had been discussing matters below all looked over in confusion.

"At the Master Hall headquarters, there is a Supreme Elder who is elusive, extremely powerful... his name is Yang Xuan... Could there be a connection?"

Han Shui Liu said.

"A Supreme Elder from the Master Hall headquarters? Such a figure lives in the clouds; why would he come here..."

An elder shook his head.

Although the Han family held a respectable position in Han Bing City and had some influence in the Icefield Palace, they were far beneath the Master Hall headquarters.

How could a dignified Supreme Elder come in person and even present a visiting card? It was hard to believe.

"I don't believe it either, but... a master named Yang Xuan—I really don't know of anyone else..."

Han Shui Liu shook his head: "All of you come with me. If it's not him, so be it; but if it is him, and he came in person while we didn't go out to greet him, our Han family might face ruin..."

Although there were many people with the same name on the continent, a master named Yang Xuan—other than that one—he had truly never heard of another.

Deep down, he also thought it unlikely that the man would seek him out, but he dared not take the risk. For a small family like theirs, it was better to be cautious.

"Mm."

The elders nodded in unison and followed him out. Soon they arrived at the guest reception room, where they saw a sallow-faced middle-aged man sitting calmly, drinking tea with an indifferent expression.

"Is this Master Yang ahead?"

Upon entering the room, Han Shui Liu immediately clasped his fists.

His cultivation had long reached the peak of Saint Realm Eight, yet he still could not see through this man's cultivation. He appeared plain and unremarkable, yet gave off a feeling that made one's heart tremble.

It was as if the seated man, if he made a move, could overwhelm their entire family.

"I happened to pass by and have some matters to inquire about. I apologize for the late intrusion; I hope Clan Leader Han will not take offense."

Zhang Xuan stood up.

He also clasped his fists in a full display of courtesy, but his body naturally exuded an air of superiority. Though unintentional, it still gave the illusion of a lonely expert.

"An expert, definitely an expert..."

Han Shui Liu's pupils contracted.