The distance from Time City to the Holy Mountain is not far, just a hundred miles away.
After receiving Mo Wangchen's order, the messenger went straight away.
About two hours later, the Heavenly Emperor's Son arrived.
"Nine hundred years without meeting, Brother Mo, your demeanor remains unchanged." He smiled and cupped his hands to Mo Wangchen.
Mo Wangchen smiled, then pointed to an empty seat nearby, "You are courteous, please sit."
Nine hundred years, a millennium, in the Hundred Souls Valley, he had a brief encounter with the Heavenly Emperor's Son.
At that time, the Heavenly Emperor's Son obtained a Magical Treasure from the Ancient Clan, rumored to be a Demon Weapon of some Ancient King, but it was later swallowed by the Big White Dog, so Mo Wangchen remembered this vividly and always felt quite embarrassed about it.
"If I'm not mistaken, this must be the Star Emperor then?"
