Seeing this face, Li Hengsheng finally understood why the voice sounded so familiar. Although there were slight differences from Lord Zhou's previous voice, upon careful listening, it was recognizable.
Looking at the smiling Lord Zhou in front of him, Li Hengsheng frowned and said, "Why are you here?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Lord Zhou smacked his lips, "If I weren't here, kid, you wouldn't know how many times you might've died by now."
Li Hengsheng didn't make a sound; he evidently agreed with Lord Zhou's words.
Back then, when his portrait made its way to Ghost City, it was definitely Lord Zhou who swapped it out upon seeing it.
"You really have incredible luck," Lord Zhou said with a chuckle. "When you fell out of the space, it was my people who found you. I took your things away, intending for those carrying corpses to take you out, but I didn't expect you to wake up halfway and end up caught by General De Kang's mansion."
"Here, these are your things."
