The man standing in front of Xiang Zeng was wearing a white shirt and suit pants.
He wore gold-framed glasses on his face, giving him a refined appearance.
"You...."
A look of confusion flashed across Xiang Zeng's face.
He felt a slight familiarity with this face.
However, due to the head injury, he lost most of his memory.
For a moment,
Xiang Zeng couldn't recall who the person in front of him was.
He held his head, trying desperately to remember.
At that moment,
Zhao Zhenfeng in the room also turned his gaze to the door.
When the figure of the newcomer entered his sight, his face showed a moment of surprise.
Then,
his expression quickly darkened.
"You are... Shen Ziming?"
"The new disciple of old Sun Yihe?"
Zhao Zhenfeng frowned and said.
Sun Yihe, the Sect Leader of the Yihe Gate and a committee member of the Chinese Martial Arts Association.
He and Sect Master Xiang Li of the Power Sect do not get along.
If Xiang Li had to describe him with one sentence,
