"Ye Zhi, why don't you tell them who I am?" Zhao Guang said, exasperated.
"The voice does sound quite similar, but what is this look you have on?"
Ye Zhi, who knew all too well how unpredictable Zhao Guang could be, had thought it was him from the start. But for safety's sake, she didn't acknowledge him right away, instead, she hid inside the house to watch.
Who knew if someone would take advantage of Zhao Guang's situation to approach her with some ulterior motive?
Once Zhao Guang spoke, Ye Zhi, who was extremely familiar with his accent, knew for sure that this guy was indeed Zhao Guang.
"This is a new look, Xiao Longren," Zhao Guang said, somewhat helplessly.
Anyway, they all thought he was an artist, so he might as well just go with it.
Even if he was unmatched in strength in the world, even if there was almost nothing he feared here on Earth, it seemed that dying of embarrassment had nothing to do with one's actual power.
