The light fell on his face, allowing Chen Lun to see what the man looked like.
He was a white-haired young man with ordinary features, yet he gave an impression of valor and decisiveness.
His eyes, in particular, were exceptionally bright, standing out all the more in the darkness.
The white-haired young man was bare-chested, revealing muscles that could only be described as perfect. He wore only a pair of plain trousers below, without even any shoes.
"You know me?"
With a flick of Chen Lun's hand, the Silver Cane appeared in his grasp. He shifted lightly one step, seemingly casually, but in truth, he was already prepared to enter his "extreme state" and fight at any moment.
"Yes."
The white-haired young man gave him a brilliant smile.
Seemingly unaware of Chen Lun's wariness, he casually set the broken sword he was carrying on a wooden barrel beside the door, then walked a few more steps forward and placed the lantern on the table.
His movements were entirely natural and completely unguarded.
"I just got back from hunting and brought back some meat. Come out and have some with me... We can talk while we eat."
With that, he beckoned, acting as though they already knew each other well.
Chen Lun studied him for a few seconds but could see no ill intent.
"I see... Sorry for the trouble, then."
After a brief moment of thought, he nodded slightly and took out the Black Hat, putting it on.
Seeing this, the white-haired young man turned and left.
If Chen Lun attacked him from behind now, the man would most likely find himself in a terrible position, but he seemed unconcerned, treating Chen Lun like a friend of many years.
Chen Lun resisted the urge to strike, but still kept some