Qin Yi was about to ask him why he was speaking Chinese too.
Come to think of it, Liusu and the others spoke it as well...
He realized he'd probably read too many transmigration novels and gotten used to the idea that in every heaven and world everyone naturally spoke Chinese.
Now that he thought about it from start to finish, something didn't add up.
But looking at this man... could Chinese really be the universe's common tongue?
The two of them stared at each other for a long moment.
Qin Yi suddenly said, “Huaxia?”
The man cautiously cupped his fist and said, “Could it be we’re from the same homeland?”
Qin Yi: “......”
The man’s expression was odd as he said, “My humble surname is Xia.”
Qin Yi cupped his fist in return: “Qin.”
Both were being careful, not revealing their full names — only giving surnames.
A true name carried spirit; at stages like this it could easily be used as a weapon or a summoning.
Like how Luo Hou revealed his true name and ended up being toyed with by Yu Zhenren — in this vast universe there were countless powerful beings.
Who could tell what someone might do with your true name?
Still, from that exchange they could confirm they were both Huaxia people — real countrymen.