"No." Tianming Wuji shook his head, declining Hua Yunfei's goodwill.
"Why?" Hua Yunfei was a little surprised. He had not expected Tianming Wuji to turn him down.
"Do you think you're strong enough and won't need the method A-Fei's offering you?" Nether Son raised an eyebrow, equally surprised.
"Although we're friends in private, we're still enemies in public. The Heaven-Mending Battle Formation is your method. If you teach me how to break it and someone steals my memories one day, wouldn't that put you at a serious disadvantage in the future?"
It was not that Tianming Wuji did not want to accept Hua Yunfei's goodwill. He also knew that Hua Yunfei must have brought special methods with him, and blind arrogance at a time like this would only get him hurt. But he had considered the sensitive nature of their respective identities.
He was part of the Thirty-Three Heavens, and more importantly, the Black Dragon Clan. What the future held was difficult to say. He could not let the crisis before him bring harm to Hua Yunfei down the road.
"You're the Black Dragon Clan's young lord and the Dragon Ancestor's disciple. Who would dare read your memories?"
Nether Son felt that Tianming Wuji was being overly cautious.
With such an unrivaled background, who would dare touch him?
Wouldn't that be picking a fight with the Black Dragon Clan?
"Even being the Black Dragon Clan's successor and the Dragon Ancestor's disciple doesn't guarantee safety." Tianming Wuji shook his head. Only he understood his own circumstances.
At that, Nether Son fell silent too.
Hua Yunfei and Jiang Ruoyao exchanged a glance. Both sensed the pressure weighing on Tianming Wuji.
He carried a heavy burden in his heart, though he rarely showed it.
The fact that they could see this side of