Crossing the River of Time, Heading Towards the Past

"Ruochen, I've been chasing you hardly."

Gong Nanfeng's voice came from the distant starry sky.

A moment later, he flew to Zhang Ruochen, panting. He looked exhausted and said, "Do you have anything to eat? I'm starving! I'm too tired. Why did you run so far..."

Zhang Ruochen looked at Gong Nanfeng in a daze. Then he looked at the Lord of Nephilim Island. He pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time before recovering. He took a sacred medicine from his Ring of Dimensions and handed it to him.

Gong Nanfeng looked at the fragrant sacred medicine and frowned. He said, "This thing doesn't taste good either."

"Understood."

Zhang Ruochen took back the sacred medicine. He took out a bag of green spirit fruits, a pot of mellow wine, and a piece of dried savage beast jerky.

Gong Nanfeng was overjoyed and gobbled it down.

He said vaguely as he chewed, "Ruochen, you know me well."