Upon hearing this,
Feng Bei's brow tightened as she looked at Zheng Shan.
She knew Zheng Shan's true identity.
He couldn't possibly be Zheng Xiu.
But Zheng Shan, bold and highly skilled, was insistent on posing as that flamboyant tycoon, Zheng Xiu.
Si Youqing's words clearly betrayed his doubts.
After not seeing him for a few years, what could Zheng Xiu possibly have eaten to grow into Zheng Shan's current form?
Zheng Xiu approached with a grin. "Uncle Qing, it's been a few years. You've gotten even more humorous."
"Hold on! Nephew Zheng, first tell me what you've been eating!"
"Er... just the usual—sea cucumber, deer antler, lotus root and seeds, chrysanthemum, and wood ear mushrooms."
Si Youqing was stunned but quietly made a mental note of the list. Seeing the Mighty Man approach, he stumbled back a few steps in alarm. He stiffly tilted his head up, gazing at the Mighty Man's face, the doubt on his own growing deeper. "You... you're really Nephew Zheng?"
