Early morning.
Jiang Man returned to the Small Courtyard, pondering something.
When Jian Ci was alive, Meng Qiewei should already have been born.
So what was their relationship?
I wonder if Miss Ji Meng would answer if I asked, Jiang Man thought.
"Did you go see your wife last night?" Old Yellow Ox asked as he grazed, without even raising his head.
Jiang Man looked at Old Yellow Ox and nodded emphatically. "Yes. Curious what we did?"
"Studied formation arts," Old Yellow Ox said offhandedly.
Jiang Man froze.
Had he been spied on?
But that was clearly impossible. Old Huang did not have the nerve to spy on Miss Ji Meng.
"Actually, Miss Ji Meng told me some secrets." Jiang Man did not mention formation arts, bringing up Jian Ci instead.
He wanted to ask whether Old Huang knew what relationship Jian Ci had with Miss Ji Meng.
Unfortunately, Old Yellow Ox was not particularly interested in these matters.
After getting a basic understanding, he said little more.
"Old Huang, you don't know much about the Immortal Gate's affairs." Jiang Man asked curiously, "What role did you play over three hundred years ago?" "An evil god," Old Yellow Ox replied after swallowing his spirit herbs.
Naturally, Jiang Man knew Old Yellow Ox was an evil god, but even evil gods had their own allegiances.
For instance, evil gods of the Immortal Court, and evil gods wandering outside it.
And some evil gods who did not belong to the Immortal Court's era at all.
Some had acted for the Immortal Dao Dice, others for their own status.
Some had also been forced into it.
Unfortunately, Old Yellow Ox had no intention of answering. He lowered his head and took another bite of spirit herbs.
The next day.
Jiang Man received another