"I still don't know your name."
Chan Yu was overwhelmed with great surprise, his mind a bit muddled. He quickly transformed into human form to take a look at the gift he held and handed it to Jiang Yuan. "My name is Chan Yu. Although I was born poisonous, I've been cultivating for many years and can now control my own toxins effortlessly.
I'm not a bad person; I don't poison others recklessly! You... you just mentioned that we're friends. I want to ask... do you mean it?"
Jiang Yuan hadn't yet recovered from the soft, warm, and comfortable feeling and, in return, handed the gift back, nodding, "Of course I mean it! This is a chance given to you by the senior; keep it well.
Meeting by chance means we were destined to meet, not to mention we've fought side by side— you even protected me from falling rocks. We are definitely friends.
