Ronan had been sensing, associating, and pondering so intensely that he had nearly forgotten to contact the Martial Emperor.
It was the Martial Emperor who sent another message: "You pulled off a 'rebirth' that quickly? Why did you interfere with the 'Rebirth Divine Artifact' retracting? Did it fail?"
Quickly? Retracting?
Ronan's scalp prickled as he vaguely caught hold of a possibility.
His entire body went numb. All he could do next was exercise the utmost restraint and reply:
"?"
The Martial Emperor's response came smoothly: "You don't even know, yet you can still connect to it and use it? Impressive, impressive!"
You know everything, so why didn't you say anything before?
Ronan nearly called her up and cursed her out, but he understood that this was one of the Martial Emperor's "old habits."
If he had not reached a certain level or entered a certain field, she would not mention it at all. Yet once he brushed against it, she could always explain it in exhaustive detail.
But that was not the point. Ronan thought of the scene his father, Luo Zhongheng, had imprinted into the memories of Xia City's residents before disappearing 90 years ago.
He had once thought it was the "Dream Net," but now it seemed likely to be the "Rebirth Divine Artifact."
Rebirth...
The association was impossible to suppress. He wanted nothing more than to rush before the Martial Emperor, seize her by the collar, and force the truth about that year out of her.
However, Ronan was no longer a child. Though he had only just turned eighteen, he already understood that he had to keep himself under control at times like this.
Even if he went mad, even if he lost his mind, it had to be a madness performed under control.
His emotions