"He was like a monkey spirit, so terrifyingly skinny. How pudgy of a child he was back then!" Wei Ziqin shook her head.
However, Qiao Mu did not contemplate it too much. Afterall, Zhou Tao was already a thing of the past.
Several days after her rebirth, she had already avenged her grudges with him from getting kicked down the hill when they were young.
If her father hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten about this person. She remembered how she encountered him on the way to the capital from Xijiu City, killing someone in a craze from hunger.
Previously, he was a porter, and now, he was someone's servant. Looks like he wasn't doing all that well.
But being able to survive as a normal person in the apocalypse until this point proved that he had a clever mind.
To her, his name now was just that of a stranger. There was no sorrow, joy, or any other emotion.
