"Muu Emperor, we meet again."
The Queen Mother of the West smiled faintly.
That smile took Song Lin back to the lakeside of those years, where the two exchanged Divine Souls and spoke of the Great Dao in an indescribable manner.
In truth, there wasn't much affection between them, but Song Lin did find the Queen Mother of the West rather unique.
Hearing the words of the Queen Mother of the West, Song Lin was reminded of his promise.
A promise of three years, and then another three years after.
Yet, thousands of years had already passed.
"Ahem, something came up."
"Should I call you Song Lin, or Muu Heavenly Emperor?"
The Queen Mother of the West seemed unfamiliar with the form of her virtual shadow, quickly circling around Song Lin several times.
"Song Lin."
Now Song Lin realized that the Queen Mother of the West could perceive the outside world.
