"Tsk." Ling Zhuang scoffed softly. "The Zombie King awakening a space ability? Do you think I wouldn't notice?"
Jiang Jiamian blinked slowly, feigning nonchalance. "Oh? You understand? Then tell me, how did I become the Zombie King?"
Ling Zhuang's lips curved slightly, the corners lifting with amusement. "It's a long story. I'll tell you one day. But don't be so nervous. I have no reason to expose you. In fact…" His gaze deepened. "Even if you're not the same Jiang Jiamian you once were, it only benefits me. It's not a bad thing."
Jiang Jiamian arched a brow. "Oh? And why's that?"
Ling Zhuang's hand landed on his shoulder, fingers stroking idly before sliding up to his neck. His voice dropped, "Because the Jiang Jiamian before was boring. Cowardly. Stupid. A waste, aside from his looks."
If not for his desire to craft a perfect creation, if not for that flawless face, Ling Zhuang would never have chosen him.
