Greatly perturbed, Jiang Chen realized Jiang Huan’s origins might be even more mysterious than he’d imagined.

The latter smiled leisurely, his monologue finally finished. “I’ve rambled on long enough. Young lord, perhaps you also have thoughts to share?”

Jiang Chen had reached a few tentative conclusions. He was almost certain his guest came from another world. Too many details pointed in that direction.

The man was also certainly connected to his own previous life. There was no other plausible explanation for his numerous allusions.

“Fellow daoist, some might dismiss your talk as nonsensical jabber caused by a fever. It’s fortunate...