Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Nine: Roll (2.5 in 1)_3

Tianyan chuckled twice upon hearing this, nearly choked on the food in his mouth. After swallowing, he glared at him:

"Your shamelessness really hasn't changed at all."

Xu Yuan shrugged:

"Can't help it, I was born this way."

Tianyan bit off another piece of the fat and lean wild boar meat, and while chewing, shot back:

"With such a sharp tongue, how did you manage to live this long?"

"It's all thanks to having a powerful father," Xu Yuan said unabashedly.

With a hint of sarcasm, Tianyan said, "That's true. If not for Xu Yinhe, with the things you've done in the Imperial Capital, that would be enough for you to have been beheaded dozens of times."

"Hehe…" Xu Yuan laughed.

After that, a sudden silence fell.

The quiet munching sounds of the two echoed softly in the cave.

After an unknown amount of time,

Tianyan suddenly called out to him softly, "Xu Changtian…"

"Hmm?" Xu Yuan responded nonchalantly.

Tianyan asked as if it was nothing: