"No way, it was during the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan when I came into contact with Mr. Yan and Young Master Chen Yin. Mr. Yan, you know about this matter. I’ve reported it to you before."

Fang Che explained calmly, "As for other people... I absolutely didn’t dare to interact with them, let alone reveal my identity. Mr. Yan, please understand."

Yan Beihan snorted, lifted his chin, and said lightly, "Sit down."

Her tone was indifferent as she said, "When traveling, one has to keep things simple. This elegant room only has a few flowers in a rush; there’s not even a tea room. Lord Night Demon, please don’t mind the slight negligence."

Fang Che was sweating profusely.

You set it up like this and still call it simple?

Back in the Yin Yang Realm, I didn’t realize this girl could pretend so well.

"No problem at all. In fact, Mr. Yan, your remarkable appearance makes even these fragrant flowers in the room pale in comparison to your beauty."

Praising Yan Beihan, yet not sitting down.

When with a superior, never sit the first time they ask you to; it may upset them: You really want to be my equal? Just because I said sit, you actually sat?

You must wait until they ask you a second time, showing authority and ’approachability’ before you can sit.

Fang Che handled it perfectly.

But he didn’t realize he was making a pure fool of himself for the other’s amusement.

"Sit, sit."

Yan Beihan’s bright eyes sparkled with amusement as she waved dismissively, acting impatient: "Look at your formality, even though we’re old friends, you’re still so uptight. Lord Night Demon, this doesn’t seem like you. Where’s the Night Demon from the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan who shouted and fought with me?"

Fang Che carefully sat down, smiling: "I was naive before, now I naturally have to be more prudent. Mr. Yan holds a superior status, I was indeed presumptuous before."

Yan Beihan picked up an empty teacup and spun it in her hand, saying nonchalantly: "Oh? You’ve come to such a realization? Not bad, Night Demon."

"Thank you for your praise."

"Night Demon, there’s a question I asked you last time."

Yan Beihan continued spinning the teacup, saying lightly: "This face of yours isn’t your real one, is it? This visit, the shape of your eyes, and the height of your nose are a bit different from during the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan..."

"Yes, yes. This isn’t my real face." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Fang Che wiped his sweat.

After all this time, this girl still remembers?

This memory is a bit terrifying.

But he hadn’t realized it was Yan Beihan intentionally reminding him.

"How could I dare reveal my true face," Fang Che laughed bitterly. "There are just too many people wanting me dead."

Yan Beihan smiled faintly, saying, "Aunt Hong, let them serve the dishes. It’s rare for old friends to reunite, let’s have a good drink, Night Demon."

When she said this, she looked at Fang Che’s face, not even turning her head to look at Aunt Hong.

Aunt Hong agreed and left immediately.

Yan Beihan chuckled, somewhat interested, saying: "Night Demon, you once claimed to be a handsome man. Even your master from Yin Shen Palace said you were very dashing. Could you show your true face and let me see just how charming you are, that even a demon head like the Yin Shen Palace praises you?"

Fang Che shook his head like a rattle: "You exaggerate, Mr. Yan. At most, I have a little charm. Compared to you, Mr. Yan, it’s like comparing a firefly’s glow to the bright moon... I don’t dare make a fool of myself."

"Show me," Yan Beihan teased Fang Che with the air of a superior.

Mr. Fang, I’ll play you to death!

I just love this feeling of ’I’m toying with you, and you don’t even know it.’ It’s just too satisfying.

"I dare not, Mr. Yan, please forgive me."

How could Fang Che reveal his true face? If I do, won’t Yan Beihan immediately recognize me as Fang Che? That wouldn’t do!

"Alright then."

Yan Beihan lowered her eyelids, sounding somewhat disappointed: "Lord Night Demon, do you have a family?"

"No, no."

Fang Che shook his head like a rattle: "I’m all alone, with life and death uncertain, there’s no thought of having a family."

Yan Beihan held a smile on her lips, saying, "If that’s the case, we have quite a few famous and beautiful women in our Wei Wo Zheng Sect. Night Demon, when the opportunity arises, I’ll introduce one to you."

"I wouldn’t dare rise so high."

"Aye."

Yan Beihan said sulkily, "Don’t be so quick to refuse. If I personally introduce someone, how could they be inferior? At worse, they’ll save you two hundred years of detours..."

She blinked mischievously, saying with a smile: "Night Demon, isn’t mooching delightful? Overnight, you’re in a high position. Why don’t you consider it? For a future, what’s a man’s dignity worth? In our Wei Wo Zheng Sect, relying on women to ascend isn’t uncommon. Even if you agree, you won’t be the only one, why so many reservations?"

Fang Che became more flustered: "No, that’s absolutely not my intention."

"Then what do you mean?"

"I mean... I really have no thoughts of finding a wife..." Fang Che hastily declined.

This girl has gone mad?

Why today, does each sentence she says make me feel off?

Are we that close now? And where’s that Divine Attribute Metal? Why hasn’t it been presented yet?

Yan Beihan sensed it was time to stop, her expression cooled, saying lightly: "Well, when you do have that thought, let me know."

"Yes, yes."

Fang Che wiped a cold sweat: "I’ll surely ask for Mr. Yan’s help then."

Yan Beihan said with a smile: "Night Demon, before we met, you spoke quite casually with me through the Communication Jade. Why are you so restrained upon meeting in person?"