"Mr. Lin Yan, thank you for today."
Perhaps unable to endure the stifling atmosphere any longer, Nalan Yanran was the first to speak, thanking him softly.
Yan Lin did not turn back to look at her. He kept walking forward and said casually, "We each got what we wanted, that's all."
"I know this is rather presumptuous, but I'm truly curious. Mr. Lin Yan, you're so young, yet you're already a Dou Wang powerhouse. Would you be willing to tell me your secret to cultivation?" Nalan Yanran also copied Yan Lin's tone, asking as if it were only an offhand question.
Tilting his head to glance at her, seeing her smile as bright as a flower, a hint of interest appeared in Yan Lin's eyes. He said, "Guess?"
Those two words instantly made Nalan Yanran's smile fade, though she had expected as much. Who would lightly pass on the secrets of cultivation?
Knowing her question had been presumptuous, Nalan Yanran apologized sincerely. "I was too forward."
Although she was proud, she was not without manners.
Yan Lin's impression of Nalan Yanran improved quite a bit.
As for her breaking off the engagement, Yan Lin was in no position to judge who was right or wrong.
Young men were hot-blooded and impulsive, and young girls had their chuunibyou moments too. He was not Nalan Yanran, nor was he Xiao Yan, so he was not qualified to comment too much.
However, Nalan Yanran's attitude was still decent, so Yan Lin was willing to chat with her a little longer.
"What do you think is more important if one wants to become strong: diligent cultivation, or talent?"
As they continued walking, Yan Lin's sudden question clearly made Nalan Yanran pause. Then a faint light rose in her bright eyes. After thinking for a