C149 His Identity Was Exposed

At the pavilion nestled in the hills behind the mountain, Elder Ling stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing out at the landscape, lost in contemplation. Elder Yang's fingers danced across the zither strings, but the discordant music betrayed his troubled mind.

"Do you think this kid has really gotten entangled with that demon? Could he actually be his disciple?" Elder Yang mused