Meng Po had gotten straight to the point.
Wen Ning asked,
"What's her name in this life?"
Hearing his question, Meng Po stopped keeping him in suspense.
"Her surname in this life is Wang. Her name is Wang Manman."
"She's from Jiangnan, twenty-two this year, and studying in that university town of yours. Funny coincidence, actually—her university is right next to your old one. Hers is a Project 985 university, while yours was second-tier."
Wen Ning had been listening intently, but his face fell the instant she reached that last sentence.
"Come on, Meng Po, that's uncalled for. So what if I went to a second-tier university? I have a proper government position now, officially registered with the Heavenly Court."
Meng Po covered her mouth and chuckled, then waved a hand to put an end to the subject.
"All right, that's the basic information."
Meng Po picked up her wooden ladle again and gave the pot a stir.
"You'll have to figure out the rest yourself."
Wen Ning looked utterly baffled.
"Wait, that's all? Can't you give me something more specific? All I've got is a name."
Meng Po ignored him and went back to brewing her soup. Seeing her expression, Wen Ning knew he probably wasn't getting anything else out of her.
He immediately channeled his magical power and returned to the mortal world. By the time he opened his eyes, he was back in his shop.
Zhang Siyu was still bathing the monsters. She wasn't surprised to see Wen Ning suddenly appear. Her boss came and went without warning, and she was used to it by now.
One second later, Wen Ning stood beside a small grove in the university town, staring down at a male student sprawled unconscious on the grass. Inside, he was falling apart.
He