Duan Ling Tian

"Can I come in?"

Despite what the man said, he pushed An Di to the side and entered the courtyard, his gaze darting around before landing on An Di.

He still had a smile on his face.

"Thank you for letting me in."

An Di's face was still stoic as he stared at the young man before him.

Seeing that An Di was not reacting, the young man cleared his throat.

"Even though we've met before. Let me reintroduce myself. I am Duan Ling Tian of the Duan Family. Seventh Son of the Patriarch and the most talented youngster in my family."

An Di's brows arched, but he remained silent and stared at Duan Ling Tian.

Seeing An Di's reaction, Duan Ling Tian's face turned awkward for a moment before he cleared his throat.

"Let me say it again. I'm Duan Ling Tian, and I, like you, am not from this world."

"Oh!" An Di nodded slightly.

Duan Ling Tian became flustered when he noticed An Di's face had almost no reaction. He took a deep breath to relax and cleared his throat once more.