"It's you!"
Nan Yuyang shot to his feet, staring at the newcomer in shock.
His aura was completely concealed; Nan Yuyang could not see through him at all.
Jiang Changkong!
A man who should have been dead, whose ashes should have been scattered back on Earth.
"You're actually not dead? Those near gods let you go?"
Nan Yuyang's expression shifted constantly. He could not understand why the man before him was still alive.
"Do you think this is an appropriate place to talk?"
Jiang Changkong said calmly.
Nan Yuyang froze for a moment, then hurriedly led him into a secret chamber guarded by the Great Dao of near gods.
The instant the two entered the chamber, a figure in a blue dress appeared.
"Jiang Changkong, you've got some nerve. You survived, yet you still came here." Ying Liuli watched him.
"What exactly is going on?" Nan Yuyang's mind was a mess, and he was utterly bewildered.
Ying Liuli said blandly, "Then you'll have to ask him."
Jiang Changkong smiled faintly. "I must also thank Lady Ying Liuli for helping conceal it."
"With your current strength, you're likely no weaker than I am. Calling me 'Lady' now is simply looking down on me," Ying Liuli said.
"Changkong, you've become a near god? That's wonderful!"
Nan Yuyang gripped Jiang Changkong's shoulders and said excitedly.
Jiang Changkong chuckled. "Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"
"Then I'd be relieved. I could hand this mess over to you. As long as you look after the Nan Family in the future, that will be enough." Nan Yuyang smiled.
Ying Liuli frowned. "Enough nonsense. Fortunately, I was the one who returned this time, not near gods from the other nations."
Jiang Changkong nodded and said evenly, "From now on, do whatever you should be doing. Don't overthink