Just as Chen Ming became alert, he suddenly sensed something and looked up. He saw a person wearing prison clothes striding in confidently.
The newcomer fixed him with hawk-like eyes, "These past few days, I've been under the care of Young Master Gu, and today I've come to repay you."
As he spoke, he flashed a set of white teeth, his tone carrying a chilling undertone.
"Zhou Yuan?"
Chen Ming was a bit surprised, but managed to vaguely recognize the person's identity from his features.
The prisoner was in no hurry to make a move and leisurely said, "It's noteworthy that Young Master Gu still recognizes this old man."
It really was him.
Just a few days ago when they met, this person was still a small old man in his fifties or sixties. Now, with his cultivation restored, he looked much younger, appearing only to be around forty.
It seems that once one reaches the First Grade of cultivation, they can regain their youth. Truly remarkable.
