Cannon Dragon looked at Ji Dong with confusion, grabbed his chef's hat to reveal his bare head. Compared to five years ago, he was noticeably fatter, with a thicker waistline. Although it was challenging for him to improve his strength, his vision was good. When he saw the lady in gold armor, he felt a chill coursed through him. That flamboyant gold armor was definitely not just for show. He thought he was in deep trouble when Ji Dong called him 'Brother.'
"Who are you?"
With respect, Ji Dong said, "Five years ago, Brother Frey brought Bao Er and me here to eat your barbecue. During that time, we also met your wife. Don't you remember?"
Cannon Dragon thought a bit, then smacked his bald head, "It's you, kid! Your name is Ji Dong, right? I often hear Frey mention you. Time flies, and more than five years have passed. How come you're here? What's going on?"
