"Xiao Yan?"
(⊙_⊙;)
Seeing Yu Yan jog out from behind the carriage and ask with concern whether he was all right, Yu Qingfeng felt as though his brain had stopped working.
Why was Yu Yan here?
Why did it seem like Yu Yan had helped him resolve the crisis before them?
But wasn't Yu Yan a One-Ring Soul Master?
And what had that Frost Ice Chain been just now?
A string of questions swirled through Yu Qingfeng's mind, leaving him at a loss for how to respond to Yu Yan's concerned inquiry.
"Brother Yu, what's wrong?"
Seeing Yu Qingfeng stare at him blankly without responding, Yu Yan assumed something had happened to him. He raised a hand and waved it back and forth before Yu Qingfeng's face, urgency creeping into his voice.
"I'm fine." Coming back to his senses, Yu Qingfeng looked Yu Yan over from head to toe and asked the most crucial of all his questions. "You broke through to level twenty?"
If he could resolve that question, the rest could be explained to some extent.
"I was lucky enough to encounter a few opportunities, so I broke through."
Yu Yan gave a vague answer. He could not possibly explain in detail why he cultivated so quickly; their relationship was not close enough for that.
"I see. Xiao Yan, you really are lucky."
Knowing Yu Yan's true age, Yu Qingfeng could not help feeling a strange sense of emotion at the thought that Yu Yan, like him, was now a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster.
Still somewhat tactful, Yu Qingfeng did not press Yu Yan about what opportunities he had encountered. He understood that they were not familiar enough for such questions.
Not prying further and preserving that bit of goodwill was what benefited him.
"Just luck."
Yu Yan maintained