Zheng Xiu turned to Feng Bei, who wore a complex expression. "Have you seen him?"
Feng bei was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head.
"So, no one has ever seen Zhu. Or perhaps, having lived for a thousand years and reached the very peak of what a Mystic can be, he's mastered all sorts of strange and sinister abilities, making him impossible to fathom. He could be anyone—the Great Emperor, some high-ranking official, an inconspicuous tenant farmer, a woman from a brothel, a babbling child. He could even be you. Or me."
Wei Chen let out a long breath, his expression shifting several times before he finally calmed. "Your words, Prince... are astounding. I am truly amazed."
He suddenly adopted a more formal way of referring to himself. Just as She Kui was about to react, Ye Kui grabbed his hand.
Zheng Xiu noticed this and shook his head with a smile. 'It seems Wei Chen doesn't know that Chu Susu accidentally let it slip.'
