The Third Commander? Yuri raised an eyebrow, probing the man before her in black attire with her psychic power. It''s indeed him.
Having experienced the Sea of Consciousness of the First and Second Commanders, Yuri was almost certain about the identity of the man in black—he was undoubtedly the Third Commander.
"Nice work, kid. You're a lot stronger than I was at 20." Boan heartily patted Tuss's shoulder.
"I'm still far from your level," Tuss replied, aware that without Enova, relying solely on his physical strength and speed, he was no match for Boan.
"So, you're Yuri?" Boan finally turned his attention to Yuri.
"Yes, I'm Yuri." Yuri had guessed that the Third Commander might want to meet her, but she didn't expect him to come so quickly, or in person. "Shall we talk inside?" she asked.
"Ah, why not. To meet you, I've been squatting under your beams for half an hour. My feet are numb." Boan sounded casual, carefree.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!