In a seemingly open square, Luo Huangquan looked at Zhu Fei and finally asked the question that had been pressing in his heart throughout their escape.
"Have we met before? Or should I say, did we know each other before?"
Upon hearing Luo Huangquan's question, Zhu Fei, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, only froze slightly before smiling and standing up.
He didn't rush to answer Luo Huangquan's question; instead, he suddenly raised his hand and drew a pill cauldron pattern in the void.
Upon seeing this pill cauldron pattern, the mist that had enveloped Luo Huangquan started to swirl violently.
Then the fog around him slowly dissipated, revealing a young yet slightly pale and stern face.
His voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "Pill God Zhu Chen of the Five Mountains, you didn't die after all."
"Wrong, Zhu Chen is already dead; I am no longer the Pill God of the Five Mountains."
To Luo Huangquan's surprise, Zhu Fei smiled and shook his head.
