"Master Liang, it's not like you don't know me. Do you really need to interrogate me?" Said Ling Chuxi as she smiled at Liang Zuwei.
"You ... You ... You are Ling Chuxi!" Only then did Liang Zuwei lower his nostrils that were pointing towards the sky and look at Ling Chuxi. His eyes were no longer as empty and vacant as before. His gaze was as if he had seen a living ghost in broad daylight, and he was so scared that his entire body was trembling.
"Ah!" Then, old Liang screamed as if he had just woken up from a dream. He threw away his Dragon-head walking stick and ran away. His two old legs, which were swaying and could not stand steadily just now, were moving as fast as wind and fire wheels again. It was a dazzling sight.
