"Oh, right. We've talked for so long that we can be considered somewhat acquainted, yet I have never truly asked for your honored name, Senior. How rude of me."
Beneath the mountain forest, Jiang Yan did not rush to ask the young man before him for details that might help him. Instead, he shifted the subject and once again asked about the man's identity.
Although his soul senses detected not the slightest malice from this person—in fact, even his words carried a trace of goodwill—Jiang Yan remained vigilant.
He had no idea whether this man was genuine or merely putting on an act. He did not know what true face lay beneath that skin.
This man might even be some powerful aberration that even Jiang Yan could not sense. Though the possibility was slim, he could not simply trust the other party completely.
Of course, Jiang Yan understood even more clearly that, even if the man answered him, he would probably give him a fabricated past and a false name.
But this was the Mother River World. Jiang Yan was a Great Dao Lord. So long as the other party spoke, so long as he was willing to reveal some information, even if nine parts were false and only one part true, Jiang Yan could still uncover something useful from those traces—useful information.
"Heh heh, you finally couldn't hold back, could you? I thought you would first listen to the methods I mentioned."
The young man was not at all surprised by Jiang Yan's question. Instead, he smiled and gave Jiang Yan an approving look, as though praising his caution.
"The Mother River World is unfathomably mysterious. There are many dangerous places that even someone at my level would not dare explore, as well as divine abilities and spells that