The unexpected bullet disrupted the rhythm once again.
The struggle on the old man's face became increasingly evident at this moment.
The "Wandering Shadow" just now, he recognized it!
His throat, like an old, rusty lock cylinder, struggled to make a "huh huh huh" sound.
A few awkward syllables finally squeezed out from his throat, forming words that could be understood:
"Chen... Du... Bei!"
After these words were spoken, the rusty sensation in his throat disappeared, and his speech accelerated:
"I know him."
"His name is Chen Dubei."
"Pure Beauty Star, Lucky Gambler, Chen Dubei!"
Upon saying this, the cloudiness in the old man's eyes faded completely.
Conversely, the appearance of "Han Zhan" across from him suddenly started to become unclear.
...
"What is an anchor point, Han Zhan, have you ever pondered this question?"
