As his Incarnation "Zheng Shan," Zheng Xiu cut a dashing and unstoppable figure out in the world, peerless in his might.
But here in the World in the Painting, Zheng Xiu was courteous, gentle, and kind, a pitiable sight to behold.
This, however, was the first time Feng Bei had ever seen Zheng Xiu look so utterly weak, like a corpse.
In silence, she walked toward Zheng Xiu, one step at a time.
Here in the dungeon, gathered around Zheng Xiu, were his most trusted confidants.
Zheng Erniang, Zizi, Bobo, Pingping, and Lily.
Qing Shisan hadn't told them who he was going out to retrieve, and they were even more clueless about the shocking events that had transpired in Ye Weiyang over the past several months. So when Feng Bei arrived under Qing Shisan's escort, the women could not hide the astonishment on their faces.
Qing Shisan threw up his hands with a look that said, 'Don't ask me, I don't know anything either.'
