Tian Honglui

"You are Tian Honglui?" Alex asked the young man with an amazed expression on his face.

"Hehe, have you heard of me?" the young man asked in a gleeful expression. 

"I have," Alex said. "I have seen both of your paintings in the Hall of Fame. The Player's Descent and the Lightning God's Anger."

"Oh, you've been to the Hall of Fame, brother?" the young man said with a slightly surprised face. "You must be someone important to have been let in there."

"You could say that," Alex said softly. "Do you not know who I am?"

"Nope!" the young man said. "Should I?" He looked Alex up to down, judging him for a moment. "I can't really place you from anywhere at all."

"I assume you haven't been up to date with the continent's news for the past 3 years then," Alex said.

"Oh no," the young man said. "I've barely left this place for the past 3 years."