Lin Feng almost didn't recognize Zhang Ze at first sight.
Zhang Ze was wearing a loose, exaggerated robe with a broken iron sword hanging at his waist. His face was full of wrinkles, appearing to be in his thirties or forties, yet his voice was still that of a young man.
Lin Feng was startled.
However, luckily, Lin Feng had a calm demeanor.
When not pretending, whether shocked, curious, confused, or angry, Lin Feng always had the same expression.
So Nameless did not notice anything unusual about Lin Feng's expression.
Zhang Ze glanced at Nameless and then turned to Lin Feng, "Looking for me, Brother Lin?"
"My friend here wants to visit the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, so I hope Brother Zhang can make it convenient." After speaking, Lin Feng slipped several spirit stones into Zhang Ze's hand.
Zhang Ze immediately understood, stored the spirit stones safely, and said, "No problem, no problem, this is easy to arrange."
