"Fen Cheng." He Zhu Chen lightly replied, simple yet absolutely affirmative.
"Who exactly are you? Why does no one in Jiuli know you?" Bai Ruozhu continued to ask.
He turned back to look at Bai Ruozhu, his golden eyes were dazzling. He suddenly smiled, and the pallor on his face vanished in an instant, as if spring had brought everything to life.
"Does it matter?"
Bai Ruozhu smiled bitterly, "Of course, it doesn't matter to you. But Jiuli says you don't exist, and neither does the Fen Family. The golden-eyed man I speak of becomes a fabricated story."
"Then don't tell it to others," Fen Cheng said firmly.
Bai Ruozhu suddenly understood. No wonder others can't find him; he doesn't want people to know about him.
This made her even more curious. Why doesn't he want others to know him? Why does he hide from others? Could he be a spy mingling in?
"Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm a Jiuli, I won't harm them," Fen Cheng suddenly said, as if he could read her mind.
