Lu Zhiyu met Nicholas Debye in one of the offices on the top floor. He had taken care of himself very well. With the help of the special field from the black palm, although he was already past 50 years of age, he could still pass as little over 20 years old. Should this continue, Lu Zhiyu believed that he could live up to the age of 130, and even 140.
However, no matter how youthful one looked, the body would not function so well, as one aged. No matter how healthy one was, he would not outlive the lifespan of man, nor would he have the vitality and energy of a young person.
Nicholas Debye sat on a chair beside the window and said to Lu Zhiyu, "Mr. Anthony, please take a seat."
Lu Zhiyu sat opposite Nicholas, facing the window. He could see the street. This is the tallest building in London, and as one looked down, all the tall buildings appeared small. Men and vehicles looked like ants crawling on the street.
