"Old Zhan! Hey, Old Zhan!" Du Yu suddenly called out.
"Huh?" Zhan Qisheng was flying alone through a vast desert. He had never expected anyone in this world to contact him through voice transmission, and it startled him. Recovering, he asked, "Du Yu?"
"Haha, it's me! How have you been? Work going smoothly? Keeping healthy? Where have you been making your fortune these past couple of years?"
Zhan Qisheng frowned slightly. "Why does this voice transmission sound like a New Year's greeting...? If you have something to say, just say it."
"Haha." Du Yu gave an awkward laugh. "I have some good news and some even better news for you. Which do you want to hear first?"
Zhan Qisheng knew Du Yu's mind leaped from one thing to another, but he had never expected to become completely unable to keep up. All he could ask was, "What do you mean, good news and even better news? Can't you just say you have two pieces of good news?"
"That would spoil the surprise," Du Yu said. "Take your pick."
"Then... let's hear the good news first..." Zhan Qisheng said helplessly.
"I've had the Queen Mother of the West pardon all your crimes. None of the immortals will treat you as an outcast anymore. You can do whatever you want," Du Yu said.
"Oh?" Zhan Qisheng had never imagined that Du Yu, a mere mortal, could wield such extraordinary influence. "Is that true?"
"Yes. Your record of crimes has been burned. Right in front of me. I saw it with my own eyes."
Zhan Qisheng fell silent for a while, then asked, "What's the even better news?"
Du Yu thought for a moment, then said to Zhan Qisheng, "Before I tell you the second piece of good news, I want to ask