Ling Xiao noticed Wu Xiang's complex expression, but he didn't ask. If someone wants to share their privacy, they naturally will, and there is no point in forcing it if they do not want to speak.
"This Jade Flying Dagger was a gift from a friend. In the past, I had promised to return to the Moon Hua Sect and report to the sect before going to the Divine Phoenix Continent to see her. However, as you know, after I returned to the Moon Hua Sect, something happened and I've never recovered. After so many years, I don't know if she still remembers me."
Wu Xiang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Regardless, if you really have no other options, go to the Fire Phoenix Clan and find her. If she still feels something for me, she might help you. But don't hold too much hope."
"Understood, Senior Brother Wu."
Everyone indeed has a past they prefer not to talk about, and so does Wu Xiang.