Marquis Xuanping narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chang Ying said calmly, “I’ve sparred with my younger brother before. His sword techniques now include many moves that are not from our Hidden Night Sect, and his footwork is strikingly similar to yours. I’m guessing that all these years, he’s been by your side, hasn’t he? This trip to Hidden Night Island, was it actually just to gather those wild herbs at the back mountain?”

So Chang Jing had gone behind their backs to dig up wild herbs, did he really think they wouldn’t notice?

Marquis Xuanping suddenly understood. “So that’s how the truth slipped out.”