Head Arrestor Liu naturally knew that it was this fellow who had followed him to kill the first evil ghost of his life, Fan Wu.
Of course.
At that time, Head Arrestor Liu was nothing more than a trembling spectator hiding at a distance, a Qiulong County arrest officer without a trace of cultivation, completely incapable of participating in that kind of "battle of powers."
Fan Wu still remembered that he had wrapped up a worthless talisman with a bit of incense ash dedicated to the True Martial Great Emperor... and sold it to this Liu for a high price of several dozen silver taels.
Who would have thought!
That he would actually encounter an old acquaintance in a foreign land?
"I remember." Amidst Head Arrestor Liu's expectant gaze, Fan Wu calmly replied with two words.
"Hehehe..." Head Arrestor Liu scratched his head, showing none of the prestige of a Qiulong County arrest officer. He seemed pleased that Fan Wu, the proud disciple of the old Heavenly Master, could remember him.
