After hearing Xiao Yan's explanation, Li Changqing felt a little embarrassed. He had blurted it out without thinking, with none of the dignity befitting a powerful expert. It seemed he would have to watch his words and actions from now on.
Li Changqing gave a few dry coughs to hide his embarrassment. "All right, all right, there's no need to bring that up."
Xiao Yan sat down beside Li Changqing and continued asking, "Right, I haven't asked your name yet. What's your name? How did you cross over? How many years has it been?"
The corner of Li Changqing's mouth twitched. Xiao Yan really wasn't worried about the walls having ears. He was laying his secrets completely bare.
"My name is Li Changqing. Before crossing over, I was a university student. I fell off a cliff while hiking and ended up here, but I crossed over with my physical body. It's been thirteen years," Li Changqing answered. Since Xiao Yan didn't care anyway, he asked in return, "What about you?"
Xiao Yan sighed, understanding dawning on his face. "I'm different from you. I think only my soul crossed over. Counting the years, it's been fifteen."
The two continued chatting.
Meanwhile, the man and the ghost eavesdropping in the hall were too stunned to speak.
What was an Otherworlder? Someone who had crossed over from another world? And what were physical transmigration and soul transmigration? How did anyone manage that?
As Yao Chen and Ling Ying listened to the topics Li Changqing and Xiao Yan discussed, they were utterly dumbfounded. Never mind seeing the things those two talked about—they had never even heard of them.
After chatting freely for a long time, Xiao Yan let out a long breath, feeling thoroughly relaxed. "Whew, I haven't been this happy in ages.