"Lu Zhengqiang?"
"I heard he's going to join the patrol tonight."
"Oh, is that so?"
"How is it that this guy hasn't died on patrol yet?"
"Yeah... I feel sick just looking at him!"
Dai Lin walked on the roads of Nanmian Village, noting the gazes of the villagers around him.
Dai Lin was quite surprised.
The mental cognition of these people had been easily altered within the range of his Devil's Eye, causing them to see him as Lu Zhengqiang.
Dai Lin realized that he now seemed to be powerful to an extent that even he did not fully understand!
"Lu Zhengqiang, it's good that you've come." At that moment, Dai Lin saw a man approaching; a crew-cut man in his thirties with a poker face full of menacing intent.
Having read He Yun's memories, Dai Lin remembered this man.
"Long Zhiqiang, hello."
