Hearing this familiar voice, Liang Cheng, Su An, and Lu Yunqing's faces lit up with joy, and they quickly turned around.
They saw an elderly man wearing a green Profound Bird uniform approaching slowly, surrounded by an invisible aura of pressure.
The old man was none other than the Deputy Profound Envoy of White Dao Prefecture—He Yan!
"Mr. He!"
"Master!"
The three of them hurriedly bowed with extreme respect in their voices.
He Yan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the three before fixing on the distant residence, a trace of solemnity on his face.
"Sigh!"
"Mr. Lu once told me long ago."
"The world has undergone a strange change."
"These changes have a certain probability of resurrecting those who died with grievances, turning them into those ghostly things."
"Mr. He, Xuan also mentioned it to me!"
Liang Cheng naturally knew who Mr. Lu referred to by He Yan was.
Lu Xuan!
Liang Cheng had always been following his cousin Lu Xuan closely.
