"How come I ended up coming here by coincidence?"
Wang Ping frowned in thought.
Could it be that all the previous Bai Tianhong had died, so he never came back to find him?
That seemed quite likely.
"Maybe the white-haired Old Lady went out for a while and got noticed by someone, who traced her back here. Or perhaps Bai Tianhong has been watched all along, and when the Old Lady appeared and took Bai Tianhong away, someone followed the clues to find them."
Wang Ping's heart chilled.
This Demon Emperor really played a deep game.
"I thought I could gain great fortune, but now it's all gone."
Wang Ping felt a little helpless.
If he could control the actions of Wang Ping in the simulation, things would be easier.
But it was difficult for him to influence Wang Ping's actions.
To be precise, Wang Ping in the simulation was like a version of him on a nonexistent timeline, with flesh, blood, emotions, fears, and knowledge of avoiding bad luck.
