After entering the cave mansion with Ao Mingyue, Bai Yan could not help looking around.
Yet to her surprise, this cave mansion appeared utterly ordinary. There were no immortal roots or spirit trees scattered everywhere, much less dazzling treasures of every kind.
It was like an estate where ordinary people lived, without the slightest hint of luxury or grandeur.
As though she had sensed Bai Yan's thoughts, Ao Mingyue, walking ahead, suddenly said, "Brother Fan doesn't like all that flashy nonsense."
"Brother Fan?"
"Is that the name of that human senior?"
Bai Yan was filled with uncertainty.
As she pondered this, the two had already arrived at a rather spacious room.
The furnishings were exceedingly simple, and seated within was a man.
He was tall and slender, dressed in a robe of azure. His entire bearing was simple and clean.
Most striking of all were his exceptionally clear and bright eyes. They did not carry the sharp, overbearing glare of youth, but rather the gentle radiance tempered by the passage of time. Beneath that brightness lay a trace of profundity, as though they could see through all things beneath heaven.
"Brother Fan, she is Bai Yan."
After making the introduction, Ao Mingyue obediently went to stand beside Lin Fan.
Lin Fan said nothing, merely studying Bai Yan in silence.
Bai Yan showed no fear either. Instead, she regarded Lin Fan with keen interest.
The man before her looked very young, and she could not sense the slightest fluctuation of power from him. He was like an utterly ordinary mortal.
A return to simplicity—this was the feeling he gave her. Even the most powerful ancestor of her clan had never made her feel this way.
This man was immensely, immensely powerful—so powerful that she could not even glimpse the end of