Gao Ming remembered Wan Min saying that the tasks assigned by Zhang Mingli were all incredibly bizarre; this longevity hall was likely very dangerous.
Step by step, it finally came to Gao Ming, who took out the handwritten scriptures from Zhang Mingli but did not place them directly on the ceremonial table. Instead, he swept his gaze over the Big Head Child and that man.
Their eyes met, and both Gao Ming and the man noticed the Black Ring on each other's wrist.
"Are you Tang Hu?"
Gao Ming spoke softly; a flicker of surprise passed through the young man's eyes, though his expression remained unchanged, showing great self-control, "How did you know?"
"I met two of your friends, Li Zhu and Li Zhu." Gao Ming was blunt, "I delivered the townspeople's favorite meat for Li Zhu and distracted the butcher for the other Li Zhu. They told me to find you here, saying that you could help us."
Gao Ming didn't say help me, he straightaway used 'us' to create an impression of collaboration.
