Inside the pavilion.
Zhou Yan took the initiative to pour tea for them.
From beginning to end, apart from making a gesture of invitation, he said nothing.
He merely wore a faint smile, composed and begging for a beating.
Neither Zhu Yao nor Feng Qing reached for her cup of tea. They simply watched him in silence.
It was clearly an entirely different face, and even his cultivation was worlds apart...
Yet they faintly saw the shadow of that man from back then.
But rather than moving them, this made both women secretly clench their fists.
Their hands itched.
They really wanted to pin this brat to the ground and beat him up.
Why hadn't they noticed before?
Was it because his cultivation realm kept rising?
Or... had he actually met his former self in the River of Time, just like Shi Yin?
After all, Yu Jiutian also cultivated the Way of Time.
"Jiutian."
In the end, Zhu Yao could no longer restrain herself and spoke the name outright.
The tea in Zhou Yan's cup rippled slightly, but soon settled again.
"Is the tea not to your liking, seniors?"
"It has been a long time. Have you forgotten me, seniors? I am Zhou Yan of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. As for this name, 'Jiutian,' I truly have no idea where it comes from."
"Stop playing dumb in front of me!"
Zhu Yao glared at him. "Do you believe I'll shove that lousy fan of yours into your mouth right now?"
Beside her, Feng Qing covered her lips and chuckled, looking Zhou Yan up and down.
"Look at how unruffled you are. Hearing the name 'Jiutian' didn't surprise you at all."
She wore a faint, ambiguous smile. "It seems you already know about reincarnation?"
With things spelled out to this extent,