"Come to think of it, there's something else that's been bothering me lately."
Wen Tianji lifted his cup and took a small sip, savoring the mellow, sweet coffee flowing through his mouth. Even after swallowing, its rich fragrance continued to linger between his lips and teeth.
"What is it?" Fan Chengtian asked curiously.
For something to catch the attention of the master of Tianji Pavilion, it had to be important.
"The Demon Emperor contacted me yesterday," Wen Tianji said.
"The Demon Emperor?" Fan Chengtian paused. "Didn't he leave Origin Mall a long time ago, off to who knows where? Why was he looking for you?"
The old customers of Tianlan Continent all more or less understood the Demon Emperor's personality. It was naturally impossible for him to stay quietly in Origin Mall forever. To him, the meaning of life was to endlessly pursue the unknown, endlessly embrace new challenges, and endlessly witness new scenery.
Of course, every living being had its own reason for existing. There was no need to measure oneself by the views of others.
As long as one's conscience was clear, that was enough.
"He asked me to look into some information," Wen Tianji replied. As he spoke, he took out his Magic Phone and opened the page of his previous conversation with the Demon Emperor.
Naturally, he had confirmed this with the Demon Emperor beforehand, and the latter had said he did not mind.
In Wen Tianji's view, Fan Chengtian's status and strength meant there was no issue in telling him. He had a faintly strange premonition about this matter—perhaps something significant would arise from it in the future.
As a powerhouse at the peak of the Venerable realm, his "premonitions" could, in a sense, even be regarded as reflections of the future.
So, in order