Wang Yu Yan (11)
The spacious white room turned less noisy with the absence of the leaders on the long table. Dong Lan stayed behind and even instructed his personal guards and servants to not bother him. He then stared at the patterns on the table as he sunk into deep contemplation.
Earlier, he clearly saw Mohan and remembered that most of the latest predictions revolved around this person. However, right now, this son of fate was not what was on his mind.
A minute later, he willed for a deck of cards to materialize before him, and then he picked up one. A bright gleam flashed through his eyes when he finally remembered what he had forgotten to tell Jiang Li.
'That kid Mohan is with him. Should I just make him relay the message?'
Once again, he was lost in his thoughts.
However, in the end, he laughingly shook his head and berated himself from overly being concerned about his frenemy's imminent return to his original world.