At the name Ji Tianyou, both Dong Fengwu and Wu Dongchuang nearby underwent a drastic change of expression.
How could they have imagined that Yan San, the personal guard at Gao Tianfang's side, was actually Ji Tianyou, the third prince of the Sacred Martial Dynasty!
After the shock came fear, and both hurriedly bowed respectfully to Ji Tianyou. "Greetings, Third Prince. We were blind and failed to recognize you, neglecting Your Highness. Please forgive our offense!"
Chen Shi'an was also deeply surprised. He had known Yan San's background was extraordinary, but he had never expected him to be the third prince of the Sacred Martial Dynasty.
Ji Tianyou waved a hand. "Those who did not know bear no blame."
An Qianlan turned her gaze to Ji Tianyou and nodded. "Three years ago, I went to the Capital and met your grandfather. He mentioned you, saying that you had considerable talent in the Martial Dao, were valiant and distinguished, and were out gaining experience.
"I never expected to find you here.
"Seeing you today, you are indeed impressive. Your grandfather did not exaggerate."
Ji Tianyou's face lit up with delight. "You flatter me, venerable madam. I still need to work harder."
An Qianlan gave a hum of acknowledgment and said no more, then turned her gaze to Chen Tiantian and said softly, "My disciple, let us go."
Ji Tianyou looked distinctly awkward. He opened his mouth, but ultimately held back what he wanted to say.
Chen Tiantian was somewhat reluctant, but after one last glance toward the Desolate Ruins, she nodded.
Ji Tianyou cleared his throat. "Venerable madam, are you returning to Dragon Soaring City?"
An Qianlan raised her brows slightly and gave a small nod.
A smile appeared on Ji Tianyou's face, and he bowed respectfully to An Qianlan. "I