Tong Xuan's eyes darkened as he asked, "Who is that man?"
"I don't know, I don't recognize him," the young boy shook his head. "But he looks a lot like the man in the mural on the wall in your bedroom, Master. Yes, they look exactly the same. Master, could it be that the person from the painting has come to life?"
Tong Xuan's heart instantly sank, and his eyes, filled with murderous intent, swept towards Zhu Ziyu.
"Zhu Ziyu, why is Lord Wuwang inside this West Garden, and why did you say she disappeared a thousand years ago? You need to give me an explanation for this matter!"
Boom!
It was like a bolt from the blue, leaving everyone stunned by Tong Xuan's words.
Lord Wuwang, who had been missing for a thousand years, is actually inside the Divine Sect?
Why would Miss Ziyu conceal all of this?
"You're talking nonsense!"
Zhu Ziyu grew furious. "Wuwang is not here at all, stop misleading others!"
"Miss Ziyu."
