"You don't know who?" Cheng Sheng asked Lei Ling, surprised. He stared at Lei Ling's face and saw that Lei Ling wasn't acting. What would it be for him to act?
"Why, Cheng-shixiong? Is there a problem?" Lei Ling asked when he saw Cheng Sheng's strange expression.
He can't understand. This is the first time Cheng Sheng boarded the Millennium Ship. Even if there is something he is curious about or has a problem about, it shouldn't be the chair that he should ask, should he? He thought. Or, is there something special about the chair? He looked at the chair. But, it's just a block of wood…
If Cheng Sheng could read Lei Ling's mind, he would say that it isn't the object that is special, but the person using the object. Unfortunately, he doesn't know Lei Ling's thoughts, and he can't remember who is this person for him to call him special.
