When Zhang Menglong returned to the Gu Family, it was almost dark, but his departure didn't attract much attention. After all, to most people, he was just someone dispensable; some even wished he would meet with an unfortunate accident outside!
Back in his room, he found some cold leftovers. The food was of the same standard as what the other servants of the Gu Family ate, and the death of the former steward didn't seem to deter the new ones. In their eyes, the fact that the Gu Family kept him, this puppet, was already a heavenly blessing.
"Good, so you're never apart from me!" Zhang Menglong suddenly sensed the presence of the person who had been following him during the day. A mere house servant, not even close to a perfect being, with slightly better skills would certainly try to evade the senses of a perfect being at the sixth level, wouldn't they?
