"Your Excellency, although I did not completely remove that unpleasant condition from your body, through a twist of fate, I did allow you to recover your former strength."
"From that perspective, you could be said to owe me a small favor. Do you agree, Your Excellency?"
Xiao Qing's eyes shifted, and an idea instantly came to her.
She understood the art of reading bones, so she could naturally tell that Jiang Yan was not merely young-looking. His actual age was not great either, perhaps only one or two hundred years younger than her.
By rights, a prodigy like this should have long since become famous both within and beyond the Human Race, yet Xiao Qing had never heard of him or seen him before.
But that did not hinder Xiao Qing's judgment of Jiang Yan.
She believed that if her master learned that such a prodigy had emerged, he would surely be overjoyed and extend an olive branch.
Ever since the Human Race's Crown Prince emerged from seclusion some days ago, he had conceived the idea of recruiting talents far and wide—and had put it into action.
His target was not confined to the Human Race; his gaze was fixed upon the entire Mother River World.
As the Emperor's first child and the current Crown Prince, Xiao Qing's master wielded immense influence, and many prodigies had swiftly gathered at his side.
There was no shortage among them of true Supreme figures.
But when it came to finding helpers, one could never have too few. The more, the better.
Especially when encountering someone talented, one absolutely could not let them slip away.
Jiang Yan blinked, unsure of what she meant, but still nodded.
"What Your Excellency says is true. Jiang indeed owes you a favor. What, have you already thought of