Lei Jun understood. "No wonder."
Wang Guiyuan said emotionally, "Although my ties with Avici are a karmic misfortune, they have led to forming good karma with you all. Every drink and every peck is preordained; truly, fate is unpredictable. The more this is so, the more I dare not be the slightest bit careless."
Lei Jun nodded first, then suddenly asked, "Thinking about the timing, your actual age must be older than Master's, right?"
"..." Wang Guiyuan's surge of emotions was almost choked back by Lei Jun's comment.
He laughed wryly. "If you put it that way, it's not wrong. I brought my own skills when I came to the Sect, so it's not surprising."
The two martial brothers chatted for a while longer, discussing how to continue concealing Wang Guiyuan's identity.
Lei Jun watched as his senior martial brother left.
He indeed had no intention of relentlessly probing into his friend's origins.
