"So that's how it is!" Hearing Dugu Yan's words, Lu Yuan suddenly understood.
Dugu Yan had not grown up as happily and comfortably as Ning Rongrong, nor had she, like Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena, been cared for since childhood. At the very least, they had never needed to worry about their next meal.
Dugu Yan's parents had died early, leaving her dependent on Dugu Bo. But Dugu Bo was an old man with only passable cooking skills; what he made was barely edible. Under such circumstances, Dugu Yan had needed to learn how to take care of herself from a young age.
As for Ye Lingling, though her father had also died early, she had Ye LingSu with her and was very well cared for. She simply could not be compared with Dugu Yan. Thinking about it, Dugu Yan was quite a pitiful girl too.
Looking at Dugu Yan before him, Lu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly. In two years, Dugu Yan, who had originally only been level forty-eight, had actually risen to level fifty-seven. That rate of improvement was no slower than Zhu Zhuqing and the others'.
Perhaps it was because she had condensed a poison pill. Dugu Yan's Soul Power cultivation speed had soared, and she was gradually catching up to the very best.
Dugu Yan was slightly younger than Hu Liena and about four years older than Lu Yuan, meaning she was only twenty-one this year. Level fifty-seven at twenty-one was already incredibly impressive.
"Hall Master!" Being stared at so directly by Lu Yuan, Dugu Yan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She was actually rather open by nature, even somewhat fiery—perhaps she had inherited that from Dugu Bo. She was also a little withdrawn and proud, but before Lu Yuan, she could not muster even the slightest