"I'm here." Shen Qian's eyes inexplicably became moist.
"Hey kid, stop with the jokes...come sit down."
Gao Wenyuan smiled gently and waved.
Shen Qian walked over and sat down opposite Marquis Jingcheng. Gazing at his teacher's handsome face, which remained handsome despite its weathered appearance, he scratched his head and said, "I should have realized it sooner. When you accepted me as your disciple, it wasn't the first time we met."
With the existence of the River of Time, some things that were previously incomprehensible have been explained, such as how this ordinary young man directly entered the sight of Boss Gao.
Although the teacher was stationed in the Tower of Babel and could have a panoramic view of the city, Shen Qian was probably no different from an ant or a rat in the eyes of the old master at that time. Without special reasons, why would he receive special attention?
"What would you like to drink?" Gao Wenyuan asked with a smile. "Coke?"
"Yes, remember to add some ice, teacher..." Shen Qian nodded subconsciously.
Where is Qiao Tianliang?
Gao Wenyuan waved his hand, and a bottle of iced cola appeared out of thin air on the table. At the same time, he asked.
Shen Qian glanced at the Coke on the table, recalling the past, and felt a mix of amusement and disbelief.
The dreamlike technique that he once longed for is something he can now easily replicate himself. In fact, all he needs is a space crystal with an inventory as abundant as a supermarket. Yet back then, he was awestruck and desperately wanted to learn it and display his divine abilities before others…
"Swallowed by the Candle Dragon... Hmm, the Candle Dragon is the serpent god of Python Mountain..."
Composing himself, he stepped forward and answered.
He had countless questions he wanted to ask Elder Gao, but he patiently answered the Marquis of Jingcheng's question first.
Now that he had seen Gao Lao again, there was no rush. Even though this was just the former Marquis of Jingcheng, Shen Qian believed that what Gao Lao could tell him would not be much worse than what the Marquis of Jingcheng would do more than ten years later.
"It seems there's no way to escape then, no wonder..."
Marquis Jingcheng nodded slightly upon hearing this, seemingly lost in thought.
"No wonder?" Shen Qian asked curiously. "I thought that even if Ling Tianhou had set up a domain, it wouldn't be able to completely hide it from you. I thought you must have witnessed the whole thing."
"It was impossible to hide it from me, but I couldn't get away at the time."
Gao Wenyuan smiled and said calmly, "I also need to stop Qiao Tianliang from going berserk."
Shen Qian was taken aback at first, then realized what he meant and exclaimed in surprise, "Teacher, the Qiao Tianliang you're talking about is..."
“Naturally, it is… the Marquis Lingtian of this era.”
Gao Wenyuan paused for a moment before speaking slowly.
"What?" Shen Qian was even more surprised, his mind filled with doubts and disbelief.
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