Nangong Mo doesn't believe there are so many coincidences in the world.
He gazed at Zuzi's increasingly ethereal and beautiful face, his feelings growing ever more complicated.
Clearly a mere mortal, why does she bear such a similar aura and elegance to the one in his memories?
His sharp gaze scanned around Zuzi, deciding to observe more closely what this woman did rather than listen to what she said.
Words from a woman are not necessarily trustworthy.
While pondering, a voice reached his ears: "Mr. Nangong, your timing is perfect, our team has just surveyed the ancient tomb..."
"What report?" Nangong Mo asked absentmindedly, his eyes never leaving Zuzi.
As Zuzi and Bai Fei walked out, he also began heading outside.
