Beside a massive slanted pillar, Li Huowang looked at Hong Zhong before him, looked at the Sitting Oblivion Path before him, and listened to him pouring out things to him.
After he finished venting everything in his heart, Li Huowang, expressionless, waited a moment before opening his mouth, "You're faking it, right? At a time like this, is there any point?"
Hearing Li Huowang's words, Hong Zhong stared blankly for a few breaths, then, with a hard swipe of his hand, that melted face returned to the colored face of Hong Zhong; the previously impassioned expression had utterly vanished.
"Not bad, Li Huowang, you actually saw through it. You're not stupid after all."
All that Hong Zhong just said was an act, just like when he used to trick children for fun.
After everything that had happened, Li Huowang hadn't forgotten: this guy's identity was Sitting Oblivion Path.
