"Luzhou Laojiao, Fenjiu, Xifeng, Bamboo Leaf Green, Knockdown Donkey, Jiannanchun, Yanghe Daqu, Niulanshan, Hongxing Erguotou... Hey, hey, Brother Dong, what's wrong? Why are you crying again? If something's wrong, just say it. Don't scare your brother like this."
"I... I..."
Upon hearing those familiar names, Ji Dong was already weeping uncontrollably.
The intense excitement and emotional upheaval left him unable to speak.
He knew that none of those places existed on Douluo Continent, nor could those names possibly appear there.
At that moment, only one thought remained in Ji Dong's mind: Qian Chaoguang might very well have come from the same place as him!
Seeing Qian Chaoguang's anxious expression, he could not hold himself back and blurted out in authentic Chinese, "Odd change, even no change!"
"Symbol look quadrant."
Qian Chaoguang naturally supplied the second half in Chinese.
Only after a full second had passed since Ji Dong finished did he feign a belated realization, his expression changing dramatically as he stared at the man before him in utter shock.
"How miraculous?"
He had also been born in the spring breeze and raised beneath the red flag.
The archaeologist in charge of that excavation would definitely have been held responsible.
Qian Chaoguang's facial expression became even more horrified, while Ji Dong's expression grew all the more delighted.
Ji Dong nodded without saying a word.
It was the taste of home.
The moment Ji Dong saw the true nature of the God Realm, it felt as though he had fallen into an icy abyss.
Many things Ji Dong knew well—he might have still been young at the time, perhaps unaware of them.
Even if he left the God Realm, what benefit could that bring Qian Chaoguang?
A shackle.
What exactly was it?
At that moment, Qian Chaoguang said, "Brother Dong, are