Even with these identities, kneeling beside Chen Yan to serve him seemed entirely natural in the youth's eyes.
It was as it should be, a matter of course.
Suppressing his thoughts, Chen Yan gazed lightly at Zhan Li and said slowly, "Is there anything else?"
"I wouldn't dare; it's just that seeing you sitting here, I..."
"If there's nothing, you may leave first." Chen Yan waved his hand.
Zhan Li appeared respectful, showing no sign of dissatisfaction in her eyes, and bowed her head gently, "Yes."
After speaking, she slowly stood up, bowed again to Chen Yan, retreated three steps, then turned and walked away gradually.
The youth beside him glanced at Zhan Li's back shadow and sighed softly, "Is she the most outstanding among this generation of the Ghost Race's young members? Seems like she's the Cave Maiden of the Black Wood Tribe? The one reputed to be on par with the northern Gu Family's prodigy girl?"
Chen Yan, expressionless, nodded, "It's her."
