At that time, he was just an obscure little figure.
Yet that night's encounter changed his life forever.
"Ah..."
At that moment, a scream erupted from the Red Sun Building not far away, instantly pulling Lou Hechuan back from his thoughts.
"The True Words are dead!"
Ge Changfeng's gaze was icy as he intertwined his fingers, crushing the phone in his hand to powder.
"That demon is probably about to break out."
Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind him.
Ge Changfeng turned to look and saw a woman approaching, with bright eyes and white teeth, an aura of transcendence, her long hair tied in a bun, like she had stepped out of a painting.
"Qiu Wanmian!"
Ge Changfeng spoke softly to greet her.
The Qiu family, like the Ge family, was a Pure Yang family. He might be proud in front of others, but Qiu Wanmian's background, foundation, and talent were in no way lesser than his.
"Yes."
Qiu Wanmian nodded in acknowledgment, then looked towards Lou Hechuan.
