Watching Han Xiao walk away with his Luggage in the livestream, Meng Chuan smiled. Han Xiao's life had changed completely now.
And Han Xiao had not resisted that change. After joining the Chat Group, he had not obediently followed the path laid out in his Fate Instance. Now he was heading straight for Germination's lair.
If they had the strength, who would choose to keep a low profile, Ni?
Even a salted fish loved the spotlight. How could Han Xiao be any different?
Right, a certain salted fish surnamed Meng? (To be clear, that meant Meng Qi.)
Still, Meng Chuan figured that, given Han Xiao's nature, he would meet the people he ought to meet and the people worth meeting.
For no other reason than to show off!
"But the Chat Group really is unfathomable..." Meng Chuan sighed. He was blind and had even suffered a direct backlash from the Great Dao (Great Dao: When did I ever strike back at you?), yet it could still let him watch a livestream.
Meng Chuan sucked in a sharp breath and murmured, "How terrifying."
Then that wisp of Meng Chuan's Divine Sense returned to his True Body, and he focused on expounding the Dao to the Azure Emperor.
Why not leave that wisp of Divine Sense outside to chatter in the group?
Sorry, but I, Meng Chuan, do not like chatting in the group!
I never want to chat in this group again for the rest of my life. Joining this Chat Group is the thing I regret most.
What Meng Chuan missed most were the days when he was simply a Great Emperor of the Shrouding the Heavens World. He had not needed to endure the Group Members' attacks or humbly use his privileges just to recover a shred of confidence.