Han Sen was confused. Although he had met Luo Haitang in Godslayer Shelter, he hadn't promised him anything. He hadn't been nice to him, so why would he send something over? It looked like he was trying to be nice to Luo Lan.
Seeing Luo Lan's temper, Han Sen knew what kind of person Luo Haitang was. He hadn't come to see Luo Lan for many years, and he hadn't talked to her. If he really wanted to send her something, he would have done it a long time ago. He wouldn't have waited until now.
The reason he was sending something over now was obviously related to Han Sen's meeting with him.
"Mom, I really didn't do anything for him, and I didn't promise him anything." Han Sen told her about his meeting with Luo Haitang.
"You dodged his attack?" Luo Lan's eyes opened wide as she looked at Han Sen. She couldn't believe it.
"Although I haven't learned the Falsified-Sky Sutra, you know that I know a lot about it. Is there a problem with dodging his attack?" Han Sen was shocked, but he didn't think there was a problem with what he had done.
"No problem. Good. You did well."
Luo Lan was so happy. She pinched Han Sen's cheeks and said, "It is no wonder you are my son. You have done so well."
"What does that mean?" Han Sen looked confused. He didn't know what was going on, and he rarely saw Luo Lan so happy.
"Nothing. That's good." Luo Lan smiled and left. She didn't answer Han Sen's question.
After resting at home for two days, Han Sen entered the shelter again. He went to Gu Qingcheng's room.
Han Sen raised his hand to knock, but he heard Gu Qingcheng say, "Come in. The door isn't locked."
Han Sen rubbed his nose. He pushed the door open and walked in. Gu Qingcheng was standing in front of a table, drawing with an old pen.
Han Sen remembered learning in history class that this kind of pen was called a "writing brush". It was a writing tool used by humans in ancient times, and no one used it anymore.
Nowadays, only a very small number of hobbyists and artists used brushes. He hadn't expected Gu Qingche to have such a hobby, and she seemed to be quite good at it.
Han Sen did not have much artistic talent, but he could feel that it was impossible to draw such a painting without a lot of practice.
"Why are you looking for me?" Gu Qingche put down her pen and admired the painting she had just completed.
Han Sen asked with a smile, "I met someone recently and heard some things about you from him. I don't know if he's a liar, so I came to ask if you did what he said."
"Oh? What did he say about me?" Gu Qingche looked at Han Sen with interest.
Han Sen organized his thoughts and said with a smile, "He said you killed Jue Chi before. Is that true?"
Gu Qingche frowned and said, "I don't remember. I've killed many creatures."
"Jue Chi was a famous demi-god super creature. If you killed it, you wouldn't forget, would you?" Han Sen did not believe her.
"If you forgot, then you forgot. Why would I lie to you?" Gu Qingche lifted her lips.
Han Sen thought about it and agreed. If Gu Qingche wanted to lie to him, she would have to say yes or no. He couldn't tell if she was telling the truth or not, so there was no reason for her to lie.
"It's okay if you don't remember. He said many other things. He said you drank the urine of a Jade Camel Beast, which is why you didn't die of thirst in the desert. And …" Han Sen decided to give her a few more hints, but before he could finish, Gu Qingche's face changed.
"Impossible! No one can know about this. How did you know?" Gu Qingche stared at Han Sen as if she had seen a ghost.
"Did you really do something like that?
Did you hide in a Sky Hunting Beast's egg and let it incubate you for a month? "Han Sen asked.
"Impossible! No one can know about this. Who did you hear this from?" Gu Qingche's face changed. She ran in front of Han Sen and grabbed him by the collar.
"I told you. I met someone who told me this. He said he saw it with his own eyes. I thought he was bluffing, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Han Sen was shocked and happy. Now, he was sure Gu Qingche was the Number Four mentioned in the notebook.
"Impossible! When I did this, people didn't even know what a steam engine was. How could anyone have seen it?" Gu Qingche was angry.
Han Sen was shocked. His eyes opened wide as he looked at Gu Qingche. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Steam engine? That's not something from ancient times. You were in the sanctuaries back then?"
Han Sen couldn't believe what he had just heard, but Gu Qingcheng's words made it clear that this was what she meant.
Gu Qingche frowned. She looked at Han Sen and said, "You are right. I am from that era. I was in the sanctuaries back in ancient times.
Tell me, who told you this? When I was doing this, humans couldn't have been in the sanctuaries. They couldn't have seen me do it. "
"Impossible.
In ancient times, teleporters didn't even exist. How could you have been in the sanctuaries back then? Are you kidding me? "Han Sen heard everything clearly, but he couldn't believe it was true.
"Do I look like I'm kidding?" Gu Qingche said coldly.
"But that can't be right. Even if you were in the sanctuaries back then, it had been ten thousand years since ancient times. Even if you were a demi-god, you would only have a few hundred years left. How could you have lived until now?"
Gu Qingche admitted to something so weird, but Han Sen couldn't believe it.
"Believe it or not, it's none of my business. I just want you to tell me who told you this," Gu Qingche said with a gloomy face.
She felt a chill run down her spine. When she was doing those things, humans couldn't have seen her. She thought only she knew what Han Sen was talking about. Even spirits and creatures couldn't have known.
Now that Han Sen was telling her this, it made her shiver. There was only one possibility for him to know this. Someone had been watching her all this time, and it had been since ancient times. To Gu Qingche, that was too scary.
"How can you make me believe you are a human from ancient times?"
Han Sen noticed that Gu Qingcheng didn't seem to be joking. He had a thousand ideas, and he couldn't help but ask.