Liu Luo is back, and after a long separation, they engage in idle chatter.
"But I can understand it."
Fu Qingjun leisurely scoops up his food in the cafeteria, eavesdropping with perked ears, "After all, it's been hundreds of billions of years since they last met, so naturally, they'd be happy."
Fu Qingjun still feels a sense of the bizarre and surreal.
Their hundreds of billions of years feel like just a brief moment to me,
The prior event of the Great Xia Celestial Court and the destruction caused by the prehistoric great flood hasn't been that long ago, but to them, it's been such a lengthy, boring time that they had to endure it through slumber.
After all, almost all Saints, especially Celestial Venerable-level Saints, enter slumber when there's nothing significant to attend to, leaving behind just a fragment of themselves to handle events outside.
