Great Believer.
Same rank as Steward.
Is indeed a Martial Arts Master.
The Great Believer looked up and down at the young man in front of him, nodding slightly:
"You are Zhang Fusheng? Such a keen insight."
Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow:
"Are you here to kill me, or recruit me?"
The Great Believer squinted slightly:
"It seems, you know quite a lot; is Wang Tianlong's death related to you?"
Zhang Fusheng nodded lightly:
"Indeed."
The Great Believer stared at the young man for a while, then opened his mouth faintly:
"Behind you, it's Envoy Mingyue, right? Do you know who is behind us?"
Under the night, Zhang Fusheng's expression didn't change at all—just a Martial Arts Master.
To kill him, there's no need to unleash the Eighteen-foot True Body.
He asked:
"Who is it? Another Envoy? Or an Innate Divine Favor?"
