When Mo Ling’er brought him into the pavilion and pulled up the veil, the one seated in the pavilion was An Liuyan. She had disguised herself as a man, but her voice was still gentle as she said, “Sit.”

After Lin Yun pulled a chair over and casually sat down, An Liuyan examined Lin Yun. She said, “To have such deep and unfathomable cultivation at such a young age, you probably have a huge origin.”

“Boss An, you’re being too polite. I’m afraid that your cultivation is the one that’s not simple.” Lin Yun replied. Her huge harvest at the Ancient Barren Battlefield gave her many benefits in the Demon Gate. Thus, it was natural for her cultivation to surpass those in the same generation, not to mention that she also had the White Dragon Bone and a prominent background. The resources she wielded far exceed his imagination, and he would be thrown behind by comparing their wealth alone.

An Liuyan smiled, but her eyes flashed with a peculiar light as she asked, “I shouldn’t have revealed my surname to you, right?”

Her words made...