Luo Yan was packing his things when Qin Feng arrived.
The man, who was about the same age as Luo Yan, still looked as dashing and refined as he had when Luo Yan first met him.
But after experiencing countless battles, the youthful innocence between his brows had faded, replaced by a touch of maturity that made him even more charming.
Judging by appearance alone, Luo Yan was nowhere near as handsome as Qin Feng, much less possessed Qin Feng's refined air.
However, Luo Yan had been through far more, had faced a Jambudvipa Visitor like the Heavenly Ghost head-on, and had advanced to the Mystic Womb Realm.
Now, Luo Yan's killing aura was tightly restrained, his features sharp, and his slightly gaunt face held eyes like great stars. He possessed an otherworldly air of his own and was in no way inferior to Qin Feng.
On the contrary, he carried a sturdy, unyielding air that Qin Feng lacked.
This was Luo Yan's natural bearing, combined with his blazing divinity to form a unique aura.
Those vulgar, shallow women might have been more easily attracted to Qin Feng, but only women who were beautiful inside and out could sense Luo Yan's extraordinary nature.
Seeing Qin Feng arrive, Luo Yan smiled faintly, set down what he was holding, and turned to greet him.
"When did you get here?" Luo Yan walked to the table, poured Qin Feng a cup of boiled water, and set it before his guest.
Qin Feng sat down, accepted the cup, and smiled calmly. "Just now."
"I heard you were leaving, so I came specially to see you off."
Luo Yan poured himself a cup of boiled water as well and sat down to one side. "That's thoughtful of you. Are you still staying here?"
Qin Feng