Wen Yan lay back down, but he couldn't sleep no matter what.
This Water Monkey really knows how to mess with your head.
Before he went to see the Water Monkey, Wen Yan had imagined all kinds of scenarios.
He'd even wondered, even if the Water Monkey bore a grudge against the Thirteenth Ancestor of Fuyu and was still hung up over it, the Thirteenth Ancestor was long dead. If the Water Monkey was angry with nowhere to vent, would he really take it out on the current Scorching Sun—him?
Or maybe, he thought, after all, the guy was one of the Four Pollutions, Lord Huai Woshui himself. Surely he wouldn't be that petty, right? Not to the point of picking on a junior like him?
He even considered that maybe the Water Monkey just wanted to meet him, to see what shape the current Scorching Sun was in. Perhaps there were no ill intentions at all?
All of those seemed pretty likely.
