When he looked up, the stone tablet in front of him was densely engraved with mysterious words and all kinds of mysterious patterns.
Zhou Mingrui was certain that he had never seen such words and mysterious patterns before. However, when he looked at them, he was able to understand their meaning.
The more he read, the more serious Zhou Mingrui's expression became.
"So it's you."
At that moment, a sharp, neutral voice sounded. When Zhou Mingrui turned his gaze over, he realized that it was a white monkey with long fur that had already fallen to the ground. It was holding a walking stick.
"You know me?" Zhou Mingrui looked at the white monkey and asked.
"I don't know you, but I knew you would come here."
