“Ji Dengtu?” Zu An repeated, his eyes widening. Even though he'd had his suspicions, he was still shocked to hear it confirmed.3

After all, the people in the capital had always thought of the late libationer’s second disciple, the doctor, as a benevolent individual - a handsome, holy, immortal-like being. He really found it hard to associate such a description with that perverted guy from Brightmoon City, that wretched old fart who hid in a dark room while reading pornographic novels.1

“It seems the libationer does know about him,” Shen Xuzi said with a chuckle.1

“I do know him, and we even know each other quite well,” Zu An said.2

Ji Dengtu’s appearance only remained in his mind for three seconds, however. The remaining time was completely occupied by his lovely and gentle daughter, Ji Xiaoxi. He reflexively touched his lips. It was as if that soft feeling from back then still remained. In the past, when he was escorted away by the Embroidered Envoy, Ji Xiaoxi had pretended to be his lover in front of everyone in order to help him. She had kissed him, then secretly fed him a Fake Death Pill. That really was a kindhearted young lady… He couldn't help but smile warmly whenever he thought of Ji Xiaoxi.1

“By the way, why didn’t she want to tell me about this when I asked Jiang Luofu before? We were all in Brightmoon City back then,” Zu An suddenly asked curiously. He just felt as if Jiang Luofu was hiding something.0

“Huh?” Shen Xuzi exclaimed. He now...0