Zhang Che followed her advice obediently, asking me, "Your mom's been doing well lately. She asked me if you've run into any trouble?"
"I haven't encountered any trouble. What trouble could I possibly face?" I replied with a smile, deliberately lowering my voice, "There's just a small question I want to ask you. Have you heard of the Nether Pond?"
"I've heard of it. It's the source of the Underworld, where all the irredeemable evil of the world sinks into and is submerged with it." Although Zhang Che wasn't as old as my grandfather, his experience in certain matters wasn't inferior to my grandfather's.
He has some unique insights into the Nether Pond.
I was also worried that Zhang Che would be like Lin Huan and doubt my motives for entering, so I asked cautiously, "Then do you know how to enter the Nether Pond?"
