This trip to the Infinite Illusory World had raised many new questions, but it had also given Meng Chuan a great deal of information.
He could not call it a huge windfall, but he certainly had not come away empty-handed.
Then Ruthless said:
"This planet is about to fall into chaos."
Meng Chuan chuckled. He knew what Ruthless meant. Nothing that happened on this planet escaped their notice.
"It won't get that far."
"I'd planned to arrive quietly and leave quietly, but you know me, Great Emperor. I'm not a rigid person."
Meng Chuan had always been remarkably flexible.
He could easily change his mind about doing nothing here and leave Shen Yuyu something that would help her fulfill her dream.
He could also change his low-profile approach when necessary.
To Meng Chuan, these were all minor matters, passing whims he could change however he pleased.
"If necessary, I'll step in."
Meng Chuan had passed the age for fighting and killing, or putting on a dazzling display before an audience. He had little need to show off anymore.
Meng Chuan had never liked doing that. In the past, he had always been forced into it. He had never done it willingly. (Absolutely.)
Meng Chuan's past helplessness and present serenity—once you reached his age and had lived through as much as he had, you would understand.
What, you couldn't live as long as Meng Chuan?
Well, you could hardly blame anyone for that.
Just then, a voice rang out across the mountain.
"Mr. Meng Chuan, we're from... We mean you no harm and hope we can speak with you."
They had resorted to calling out from a distance because they simply could not catch up with Meng Chuan.
His ability to move through space without obstruction or pause, and even his