Qin Fen looked at WeChat without speaking. His identity in the Three Thousand Lesser Worlds seemed to be a major issue. It was different from the Heavenly Court, where he was simply someone who did not exist due to the unknown. But in the Three Thousand Lesser Worlds, it was different. From Ma Liang to Japanese Mythology, from God to Western Mythology, his identity seemed to be growing ever more mysterious. Why exactly? Only Heaven knew.
"Maybe when the final layer of paper is pierced, everything will become clear," Qin Fen murmured. Perhaps that was why the Three Thousand Lesser Worlds existed beneath the Heavenly Dao.
"I'd better keep playing around in my Heavenly Court. The library is here, so the cinema can't be far behind!" The chef did not take a suddenly appearing online friend to heart.
But while he did not care, the other party was interested and kept replying insistently.
"I'll be there soon. Help me buy a dessert so I can recognize you. Chocolate will do."
Hehe. The strange look on Qin Fen's face grew stronger. Was someone trying to mess with an old hand like him? His eyes shifted, and he decided he could not be too unhelpful, right? "Are you a girl?" Qin Fen asked according to the standard procedure.
"Of course. Look at my profile picture—it's a selfie. There are more in my Moments."
Her answer was standard too. Interesting. Qin Fen scratched his nose. "No picture, no proof. Can you send a voice message?"
"Sure!" Two voice messages came immediately after that.
Downstairs not far away, a girl stared strangely toward a spot on the third floor.
Qin Fen swept his gaze around. The distance was a little far, and there were lots of people, so ordinary people would not have noticed