Father and daughter talked for over two hours before they had more or less finished recounting their experiences.
After all, they had not seen each other for so long, and much had happened.
Especially to Chen Lin.
His experiences had been extraordinarily rich, making Chen Ling'er's eyes light up again and again as she listened.
Chen Lin, however, looked wistful.
According to Chen Ling'er, few of those who had gone to the Immortal Realm with Zishu had survived. Most had already perished.
The Immortal Realm was no haven.
The experts of the Tiancang Realm were nobodies there. Suddenly falling from lofty heights to insignificance was a gulf that was hard to endure. Once their composure collapsed, there was no telling whom they might offend.
Few met a peaceful end.
"Oh, I have something here that Madam asked me to give you, Father."
Chen Ling'er took out a round object and held it out to Chen Lin.
"Madam?"
Chen Lin accepted it and looked at Chen Ling'er in confusion.
"Your Primary Empress, Father."
Chen Ling'er spoke without any emotion.
She had always stayed with Qin Lingyu and Sun Caiyi and felt little attachment to Luo Qinglan. She did not even feel as close to her as she did to Zhao Mengru.
"Luo Qinglan?"
Her answer filled Chen Lin with both surprise and joy.
He hurried to confirm it.
Chen Ling'er nodded.
Seeing this, Chen Lin lost all interest in examining the object and immediately pressed her.
"You met her? Where?"
Chen Ling'er immediately said, "I didn't meet Madam. A Nightmare Realm Creature gave me this while I was exploring a Nightmare Realm Scenario. They said Madam wanted me to pass it on to you."
"What kind of scenario?"
Chen Lin asked again.
"The one you mentioned that was full of paintings,