Chu Bamboo wasn't actually worried that Z would be led astray by information on the internet. He might have had such concerns before... but Z had obtained partial memories from her future self!
'If this were one of those fantasy novels, this would pretty much count as a partial reincarnation...'
He'd never heard of any thousand-year-old monster, reincarnated back to their youth, being influenced by newspaper articles or clan discussions to the point of changing their fundamental personality.
'If they could be changed that easily, it would only mean they'd completely wasted their thousand years of reincarnated life.' This was the key reason Chu Bamboo had said he was "too late"—because the current Z no longer needed his guidance.
"By the way... where's Lin Xia?" Chu Bamboo looked around, finding it a bit strange.
"...Have you forgotten, old man? You're the one who shipped him off to Shanghai yesterday to connect with a bunch of companies!" Zhao Shao's eye twitched.
