At this moment, Yan Yan spoke up, "You must be Liu Chen."
"Turing Chen, greeting Uncle," Liu Chen had just noticed Yan Yan. He was first startled, then swept up his robes and knelt on both knees to pay his respects.
As the son of Duke Turing, he was kneeling before Yan Yan as a gesture of respect, treating him in the same regard as he would his own father.
Yan Yan, breaking his usual demeanor, showed a trace of a smile and said, "Back then, when Nai'er traveled around the world, she owed much to your care."
With tenderness across his face, Liu Chen said, "That was the greatest happiness of my life. Unfortunately, I was too weak back then, which led to Nai'er suffering such tremendous harm."
Yan Yan sighed, "You were too cautious. Facing a woman, even with love in your heart, you need to be absolutely proactive and assertive."
Liu Chen said, "I acknowledge my mistake, Uncle."
