After Meng Chuan explained, the others understood the truth about the Chat Group.
But on second thought, though they understood, it seemed they still didn't.
The Chat Group was this place that did not exist. Compared with before, they had learned a little more.
But now that they knew the Chat Group was this place that did not exist—what then?
They still seemed unable to grasp what the Chat Group actually was, or what this place that did not exist actually was.
The deepest truth still seemed shrouded in mist.
At their question, Meng Chuan smiled and said,
"One step at a time. Don't rush."
"My mouth's a little dry, and so is my throat. Let's have some tea first."
With that, Meng Chuan took everyone to Earth and brought them to his home there.
Naturally, no one had taken it over. Everything was arranged just as it had been when he last left.
To the people of this world, Meng Chuan was an Immortal returned from a world of myth and immortal heroes. Even though he had vanished again after his last public appearance, his lingering influence remained.
They might use all sorts of means to investigate and examine anything connected to Meng Chuan, but damaging or occupying it was plainly out of the question.
What if Meng Chuan appeared again one day?
This time, however, Meng Chuan did not deliberately reveal his presence when he returned to the Infinite Illusory World.
Neither in space nor after they reached Earth did any technology detect them.
Last time had been a triumphant homecoming, a return clad in brocade. There had been no harm in showing himself publicly.
This time, Meng Chuan did not want to be disturbed.
Meng Chuan's home on Earth was not large. His means and his bank