Time slowly passed. With the enhancement of his innate ability, Feng Qi's injuries quickly healed.
The fine cracks on the bones gradually healed, and his broken ribs began to return to their original positions.
Lying on the ground and looking at the hazy blood moon, he began to think of something.
He had become a historic great in this timeline. Why did no one know that he would return in the future?
Even if he died young and did not leave any information, the Scarlet Research Institute, which worked with him, should have spread the news that he would return 1,500 years later.
However, the soldiers of the Star City garrison clearly did not know about this.
He could not enter the database to read historical and email information, so he could not know the answer.
As he pondered, he came up with two guesses.