The royal swordswoman did not expect this as well. Looking at the girl that was embracing Yue Yang, she asked, “Sister Yu, do you know him?”
That girl had a delicate appearance that was radiating brilliance. With bright eyes and white teeth, she reached her petite little hand out, and stroked Yue Yang’s head with affection. An incomparably joyous expression was displayed on her face as she answered, “Qian Qian, this is our family’s Xiao San! Normally, he’s cooped up in his house and never walks out of the door. I didn’t think that I’d be able to meet him today… Xiao San, this is Princess Qian Qian.”
Her manner of speaking was delicate and fine. When the gentle, good-natured girl introduced her like this, Yue Yang instantly realised the truth.
It was not some secret lover after all.
This gentle woman was his older cousin Yue Yu. (TL note: 堂姐, cousin from father’s side)
Luckily, she had called out to Yue Yang. Otherwise, the inter-dimensional traveller would have definitely been unable to recognise her. He might have even ended up revealing a flaw in his identity.
Hearing that she was his cousin, Yue Yang heaved a sigh of relief. What he was most afraid of was that she was the tragic guy’s secret lover, the kind that pledged eternal love to each other under the moonlight. If he did not recognise her, then it would all definitely be over. As for this royal swordswoman, Yue Yang felt that it was a really close shave too.
At least, the right to initiate the talk was still within his control. It wouldn’t be easy if she wanted to uncover his secret by talking to him.
He would have to be more careful right now, since he met this cousin instead.
He can not afford to make a mistake when talking about his clan.
“Princess Qian Qian?” When Yue Yang heard Yue Yu’s introduction, he understood that his previous self didn’t know the royal swordswoman. His heart became a little calmer. Luckily she was not the Xue Family’s daughter, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to explain it at all. So, turns out this royal swordswoman was a royal princess. He wondered if she was a princess from Da Xia, Tian Luo or Zi Jin, these three great Kingdoms.
“You don’t know Princess Qian qian?” This time, even his cousin Yue Yu was astonished. Amongst the younger generations in this world, was there even anyone who wouldn’t recognise Princess Qian Qian? He was indeed the NEET Third Master of the Yue Clan who never stepped out of his house…
“So you are the Yue Clan’s tras… Third Master?”
The royal swordswoman who looked towards Yue Yang with doubt previously immediately looked at him like she had finally solved a complicated puzzle when she heard Yue Yu’s introduction.
No wonder this brat was regarded as trash by his clan members and other people. It would be weird if someone like him who cultivated physical skills like her instead of focusing on cultivating his summoning skills would not be called trash by others. His knowledge on summon beasts was practically the worst of the worst. He didn’t even know that Wisdom Fruit could only be fed to beasts and that humans would become a fool if they ate it. No wonder his clan elders were so disappointed with him, and regarded him as trash… However, was this brat really trash? According to the feeling she got from her Six Records Inherent Skill, this brat’s hidden powers could even be above hers. If he could be matched with an outstanding beast, he would definitely be able to climb up towards the top realm of Rankers.
Thinking about it again, it actually made sense.
His father, Yue Qiu became a level 7 [Overlord] before he was forty. He was already near the Innate realm. How could his son be a trash?
This Yue Clan’s Third Master must have someone supporting him behind the scene, similar to her, who was taught by a talented master. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to have such a shocking amount of power. She reckoned that his low-keyed behaviour was something his master purposely wanted him to do. The royal swordswoman looked at the Crescent Blades on Yue Yang’s back and the Hui Jin on his waist, and she became even more sure of her theory.
Although she thought that this brat must have many more secrets hidden than this, the royal swordswoman didn’t intend to investigate it further.
She knew that the strong Rankers often had weird customs, just like her master, who had prohibited her from showing her summons to others, not even to her royal father… If that wasn’t the case, then why would this Third Master hide inside his house, refusing to go outside for all these years? If it wasn’t for establishing a low-key profile, why would he be willing to be called trash by others, instead of showcasing his strength to the world?
“I am Jun Yuan, that fellow’s the worry-free monarch’s eighteenth daugher. I don’t like other people calling me princess, so my friends usually call me by my nickname, Qian Qian. As for you, your situation is a little bit special. You have a glib tongue; I will conside