Yan Rufeng sat directly opposite Xiao Fei, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
With countless thoughts swirling and unable to meditate, Xiao Fei suddenly opened his eyes, filled with confusion, and stared intently at Yan Rufeng.
After a long while, Xiao Fei slowly spoke: "Brother Yan, can you tell me, where exactly do you come from, and which Cultivation Country's king you are?"
Yan Rufeng slowly opened his eyes and faintly smiled.
"Brother Xiao, is this very important?"
Xiao Fei chuckled: "Brother Yan, it is not very important. However, between good friends, there's no need to hide anything intentionally, right?"
"Heh!"
Yan Rufeng laughed.
"Brother Xiao, but I have never hidden anything from you."
Xiao Fei paused, perplexed: "Haven't you?"
Yan Rufeng said lightly: "No!"
"Haha!"
Xiao Fei laughed loudly: "Brother Yan, why do I feel like you have?"
