My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Erlang Shen Yang Jian at this time did not understand what Cheng Guang was thinking. The face that otherwise seemed handsome now bore a foolish grin.

Following that, without saying a word, Erlang Shen Yang Jian waved his hand, and a mysterious light flashed; Zhang Shunlong's figure appeared on the spot.

When Cheng Guang saw Zhang Shunlong's figure, he felt his vision darken once more.

The originally handsome countenance of Erlang Shen Yang Jian, in Cheng Guang's view, was no longer so attractive, but rather dumb as a dog.

Not much better than the look of Black Cub.

The first divine warrior of the Heavenly Court?

Is this it?

Cheng Guang had reached the peak of helplessness and had no inclination to say anything more.

At this moment, upon being released by Erlang Shen Yang Jian, Zhang Shunlong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that he had experienced some tremendous shock before; his face was extremely pale, his eyes trembling with fear, and his entire body was, at some point, drenched in sweat.

That sweat soaked through Zhang Shunlong's clothes.

"This..."

"Where is this??"

After being released by Erlang Shen Yang Jian, Zhang Shunlong took a moment to recover before he began to look around.

"Guess where this is?"

Cheng Guang's voice reached Zhang Shunlong's ears.

Zhang Shunlong hurriedly raised his head to look at Cheng Guang.

"Princely Heir?"

Zhang Shunlong naturally recognized Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir.

But...

Zhang Shunlong also knew that the one who had captured him was Erlang Shen Yang Jian, not Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir.

At the sight of Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir, Zhang Shunlong's first reaction was one of sheer confusion.

He quickly turned his head to look at Erlang Shen Yang Jian beside him.

Even though Zhang Shunlong considered his intellect fairly sharp,

At this moment, he was somewhat unable to discern the situation in front of him.

Zhang Shunlong recognized Erlang Shen Yang Jian.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian, the first divine warrior of the Heavenly Court – there was no one in heaven, on earth, or among humans who did not know of him.

Especially not Zhang Shunlong himself.

However, Zhang Shunlong didn't understand what relationship there was between Erlang Shen Yang Jian and Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir.

Seeing these two people suddenly together seemed very odd...

How could they just appear together so peacefully?

Cheng Guang watched Zhang Shunlong's bewildered expression, his lips moved slightly, he half-opened his mouth intending to explain something, but he didn't know what to say.

He was equally helpless.

"Princely Heir, was it you who asked Erlang Shen Yang Jian to bring me here?"

Zhang Shunlong observed the situation and discovered that Erlang Shen Yang Jian, the first divine warrior of the Heavenly Court, had not a trace of arrogance in front of Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir.

There was no prestige about him at all.

It was as if Erlang Shen Yang Jian was like a little brother to Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir.

Realizing this, Zhang Shunlong's eyes widened in disbelief and he asked this question.

Cheng Guang, under Zhang Shunlong's astonished gaze, shook his head slightly, his expression calm and unshocked.

"This really isn't it."

"However..."

"One could say so."

Cheng Guang first shook his head in denial, but then agreed with a strange look on his face.

Damn it.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian, this fool.

He had gone to find the Celestial Gods for a long time but hadn't found a single one; instead, he had brought back Zhang Shunlong.

Listening to Cheng Guang's words, Zhang Shunlong was also somewhat unclear on what Cheng Guang actually meant.

Cheng Guang was too lazy to explain further and just looked towards Erlang Shen Yang Jian.

"Send him back."

"Wherever he was brought from, return him to that place."

Erlang Shen Yang Jian paused for a moment, then quickly caught on, asking anxiously, "Princely Heir, are you dissatisfied with this one?"

"This Zhang Shunlong, do not be fooled by his past life as an unremarkable Tu Di Gong; he is, indeed, an officially ennobled Immortal of the Heavenly Court, which is undoubtedly true."

Erlang Shen Yang Jian thought Cheng Guang was looking down on Zhang Shunlong, which was why he was asked to take Zhang Shunlong away.

In fact,

Erlang Shen Yang Jian himself was somewhat dismissive of Zhang Shunlong.

But...

Who could blame him when he simply couldn't find any other Immortals or Deities?

Erlang Shen Yang Jian wouldn't have needed to bring over Zhang Shunlong, a mere Tu Di Gong, to make up the numbers if only he could have found any other deity of the Heavenly Court.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian felt quite helpless in his heart.

The corners of Cheng Guang's mouth twitched slightly.

You're asking me if I'm looking down on Zhang Shunlong.

The reason Cheng Guang wanted Erlang Shen Yang Jian to send Zhang Shunlong back was that Cheng Guang's system task had already been completed, and there was simply no need for Erlang Shen Yang Jian to keep busy with anything else.

Additionally,

If Erlang Shen Yang Jian had brought a new deity to Cheng Guang, then he would have been interested in finding out more.

However...

Erlang Shen Yang Jian had brought back such a familiar face to Cheng Guang.

At that moment, Cheng Guang lost all interest.

Cheng Guang rubbed his forehead helplessly and then said to Zhang Shunlong, "This was an accident."

"I'll have Erlang Shen Yang Jian send you back."

After speaking, Cheng Guang waved his hand towards Erlang Shen Yang Jian.

It was only then that Erlang Shen Yang Jian truly understood.

The Tu Di Gong he brought back, Zhang Shunlong, seemed to be an old acquaintance of Cheng Guang, the Duke of the State's Heir,

Not a completely unknown figure.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian's heart sank a bit.

What kind of situation was this...

After all the hard work for nearly half a month, had he just found an old acquaintance of the Duke of the State's Heir?