Hearing Jian Wuchen take the initiative to speak, Long Yan was somewhat surprised.
"Oh, so you're not mute after all."
Jian Wuchen frowned at Long Yan's comment and simply turned his head away, ignoring him. However, Long Yan wasn't about to let Jian Wuchen off so easily. He quickly took three steps in two strides and sat down right next to Jian Wuchen.
Seeing Long Yan sit beside him, Jian Wuchen instinctively wanted to reject him. But anyone who had made it this far alongside him was unlikely to be simple. If this level of trial just involved endless walking, it was bound to go nowhere.
So Jian Wuchen only shifted over slightly, leaving a gap between them.
Long Yan noticed Jian Wuchen moving aside and instinctively sniffed himself. There was no peculiar smell—why did Jian Wuchen always seem to shy away from him?
"Brother Long, don't misunderstand. I'm just not used to sitting close to others."
