When Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue saw Yan Jin, they were both shocked.
Yan Jin's aura was cold, one that kept others from approaching him. Compared to when Meng Chuan left the mountain three years ago, Yan Jin's aura was much colder. Even Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue found it somewhat uncomfortable.
"You came. Come on in," said Yan Jin.
The two entered and entered a hall. The three of them sat down.
"Yan Jin, look at you. You look like an ice block," said Meng Chuan with a smile. "Don't go astray with your cultivation."
Yan Jin looked at Meng Chuan without saying a word.
"Hahaha." Meng Chuan immediately changed the topic after being stared at. "Right, Qiyue and I are already married. It happened about a year ago."
"Congratulations." Yan Jin looked at the two of them.
"It's a pity you haven't left the mountain." Meng Chuan sighed.
"Quickly, have a child," Yan Jin said.