Little Ancestor's Identity

Chen Fan considered himself fairly thick-skinned, yet even he felt deeply embarrassed in a situation like this.

Seeing Chen Fan's expression, Ziyun giggled, clearly enjoying the spectacle without the slightest air of a great sect's leader.

But thinking over what she had said earlier, it seemed she had never left the secret realm in the several thousand years since her birth. Her way of thinking was probably vastly different from that of the secular world!

She simply could not be judged by common sense.

After laughing for a while, Ziyun asked again, "Fangyan is remarkably talented and possesses an extraordinary temperament. I like her very much, but I've never heard of her having such a powerful elder as you..."

You've only known Luo Fangyan for a few days!

Chen Fan held back his inward complaint, his expression equally strange. "Fangyan is not my junior. We're friends."

"Friends?" Ziyun raised an eyebrow at that.

Zi Yan had naturally already passed the information on to her.

Someone who could defeat Zi Yan at first sight was likely also at the third level of Chang Sheng. Would such a person be friends with an ordinary tenth-level cultivator like Luo Fangyan?

Could they be friends despite their age difference?

Still, she did not press the matter further.

As the two conversed,

Luo Fangyan pushed the door open and entered. At her side was a girl of around ten years old, who was presumably the so-called little ancestor.

"So it was Brother Chen who came!"

When she saw Chen Fan beside Ziyun, her face filled with surprise and delight. Then her expression turned strange as she said, "Brother Chen, aren't you a man... Why can you come to the Purple Moon Sect too?"

Ziyun beside her covered her mouth and laughed again.

Chen Fan did