After Fang Yan returned, Sky Sword Ancestor felt an inexplicable sense of unease. Once Jue Tiannan left, he couldn't focus on his cultivation anymore. Sitting alone in his room, sipping spiritual tea, he pondered over various matters.
While Sky Sword Ancestor was deep in thought, Fang Yan appeared out of nowhere and sat down next to the table.
"You're here, have some tea." Sky Sword Ancestor was not at all surprised by Fang Yan's appearance; he had long guessed that the day would come when Fang Yan would seek him out. He just didn't expect it to happen so soon.
"Sky Sword Ancestor, who knows about my situation?" Seeing Sky Sword Ancestor's demeanor, Fang Yan realized he had guessed right. Sky Sword Ancestor indeed hadn't spread the word about him, but Fang Yan wanted to confirm the current level of confidentiality.
