"Professor Xiang, hello. It's me, Little Sun!"
Sun Yuan barely suppressed the unease in his heart. "I've been discharged..."
Professor Xiang glanced at him, then lowered his head back into the ancient books, seemingly indifferent to everything else—and even less concerned with how Sun Yuan had been discharged.
This was highly abnormal!
After all, Sun Yuan was his student, and he hadn't been like this when they had spoken on the phone earlier!
The unease in Sun Yuan's heart grew stronger, but he could do nothing about it.
Hua Peng coughed, reminding him to continue.
Sun Yuan could only steel himself and take a step forward. A thick, sour stench reached his nose. The Professor Xiang from before had been extremely particular about cleanliness and hygiene.
"Professor, I want to ask you about something—about... Kunlun!"
He continued.
"Kunlun? Kunlun!"
Unexpectedly, Professor Xiang suddenly swept the books off the desk. They came crashing to the floor as he slapped his own head hard. "That's right, that's right, it's Kunlun! Kunlun Green Jade... Immortal Bone! It all makes sense! It's all connected! It's the Queen Mother of the West—it's the Queen Mother of the West!"
"The Queen Mother of the West?" Hua Peng found the name vaguely familiar, but Sun Yuan knew it very well.
She was a deity whom the ancients had worshipped deeply. The several-hundred-meter-tall bronze statue unearthed at Nine Star Mound had been identified by archaeologists as a statue of the Queen Mother of the West.
After all, apart from her, there had been no goddess in ancient times with such influence and honor.
What puzzled the world, however, was that the face of that enormous bronze statue was completely blank!
Not only that, but many religious texts merely described the greatness of the Queen Mother of the West.