"What was the name of His Majesty's transcender teacher in the original world?"
Ran Deng Lao Dao sat cross-legged on the cloud platform, floating beside Li Ping'an, frowned and pondered.
He said slowly, "This poor Daoist indeed does not know."
"Really don't know, Fellow Daoist?"
"Really don't know."
Ran Deng said seriously:
"Though this poor Daoist was brought here between heaven and earth by him, it was only in ancient times that I gained sentience, and I'm not very knowledgeable about his prior affairs, only what he voluntarily told this poor Daoist."
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, if this poor Daoist shows any abnormalities, the Saint Patriarch would surely notice immediately."
Li Ping'an cupped his hands: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for telling me, there's nothing else."
Ran Deng asked, "Your Majesty, why inquire about this matter?"
