Huo Ling's jaw dropped as he looked at lord Zero.
Lord Zero smiled. "Finally, we met face to face." He spoke. "Oh, my clothes?" he muttered when he saw that Huo Ling is staring at his clothes. "Ah, well… how to explain this…?" he grimaced as he took out his fan and unfolded it. "Well… to say… this is the original me?" he said.
"… 'original'?" Huo Ling muttered as his brows knitted. He has a faint guess. "So, you came from the ancient era – " he said.
"'us'. 'us'!" lord Zero corrected.
Huo Ling ignored him. "Were you a son of a wealthy family?" he asked. "Or… an elder of a sect? Xianxia world?" he guessed.
"Both." Lord Zero answered.
Huo Ling. "…" it seems that his guessing talent is getting better.
