Mo Yi frowned, "Who is he?"
Yuchenglou replied, "If the portrait is correct, the person with this little fellow should be the Emperor of Liang."
"What?"
This time, Mo Yi was truly shocked.
He never expected that his casual stroll would lead him to encounter the Emperor Liang, who had just clashed with Loulan, right on the street.
This is indeed a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road.
His gaze swept past the old man and the child, with a flicker of suspicion in his eyes.
"Are you sure it's Emperor Liang?"
The mighty Martial Emperor, how could he let a small toddler ride on his shoulders?
Let alone Emperor Liang, no emperor under the heavens would do such a thing.
Yuchenglou straightforwardly took out a portrait he carried with him and carefully compared it: "Without a doubt."
Mo Yi asked curiously, "You went out carrying the portrait of Emperor Liang?"
Yuchenglou shrugged, "I have one of you too, want to see it?"
Mo Yi didn't want to humor him anymore.
