For more than ten years, in which he has been living neither a man nor a ghost, he was as hard as a stone, never hesitated, never once uncertain, and never once panicked. At the age of fifteen years old, he shouldered the responsibility of the Four Seasons Manor. At the age of eighteen, he encountered the crown prince, He Lianhe by chance which sparked his youthful heroism establishing Tian Chuang single-handed lay at twenty-three. All that he should have done, he had completed 

Even if his name could not be recorded in the annals, the mountains and rivers were monuments of his contribution.​​ 

When Zhou Zishu said this, the corner of his mouth was raised slightly, but it was more like a bitter smile, but the gaze swept over on them seemed like a frosty beam of light; in that insistent, Huang Daoren hesitated in his steps, and in his heart, a Sudden desire to step back was born. But after glimpsing over Yu Qiufeng in the corner of his eye, he had no choice but to stand firm. 

Huang Daoren have always felt that Yu Qiufeng and his dead son were superficial pretty faces, they were useless at everything, and can only rely on their Sect...which was steadily waning by the day— to sufficiently maintain appearance to squeeze themselves into being included among the major sect. . The Cangsan Sect has a good relationship with Huashan Sect all along. Huang Daoren feels that he was helping those pretty but useless face out in all aspects on behalf of their Sect ties. On one once hand, he could brag about how honorable he was, and on the other hand, he pitied Yu Qiufeng 

In the face of such a pitiful and cowardly man, how could Huang Daoren retreat? 

He measured the big group of people behind him, and was instantly assured, thinking," there are so many of us, even if each one of us only stamped on you once; it's enough to flatten you into noodles" and thus he shouted: "what's there to talk to him about, we'll know once we arrest him and interrogate him" 

His voice exploded right by Yu Qiufeng 's ears, and Yu Qiu's frown gently, unconsciously fanned himself a few times with that landscape- illustrate fan, his head tilted slightly on the side, he was thoroughly annoyed to team up with Huang Daoren, feeling that other than his plain looks, his actions and manners was like a village's hooligan.- —Even the butcher who kills pigs and meat at the vegetable market is much more refined than him. Not only was Huang Daoren simple-minded, but he also still liked to run about, with villagers within ten li can hear his voice once he opens his mouth as if he was afraid that no one knows that he was there. 

Yu Qiufeng sneered and looked at Zhou Zishu and didn't pick up where Huang Daoren had left off. thinking that if it weren't for the weakening might of the Huashan Sect in the recent years, and that he was worried that it will be difficult for them to succeed without the support, how would he be willing to claim brotherhood with this slimy person? If their dumbass was willing to take the lead, he let him. It is just that these two people were of unknown background and undetermined expertise, and no one knows what kind of attitude the descendants of an ancient monk held. and he would use Huang Daoren to test the water. 

And thus something awkward happened——Huang Daoren's intentions were for Yu Quifeng to pick up from where he had left off once he was done shouting, and have the crowd behind him swarm all at once, so he would not have to put in any effort, and would still wait smugly off to one side, yet he had not expected that Yu Qiufeng would stay silent, waiting for him to change ahead into danger. Unclear of the situation, the group of people behind him only stared at him, and no one moved a single step. 

In half a lifetime's worth of existence, Wen Kexing had never witnessed such a bizarre sight. He had always been the sort to laugh when he wanted to laugh, cry when he desired, and play the ruffian when he felt like it——- not bothering to be polite, he cackled uproariously, pointing at Huang Daoren as he booed, "I say, don't tell me that a few of you didn't rehearsal this properly, and had forgotten your lines? Get off the stage, he is it that you dare come to perform the opera when you haven't even familiarized yourself with the steps? You will not earn any tips from anyone. " 

After observing the situation for half a beat, Ye Baiyi said "What is this nonsense." and turned to leave, neglecting Yu Qiufeng. In a flash, there was no trace of his white figure. 

Thinking about this entire encounter in a circus, Zhou Zishu didn't feel like entertaining those people any longer. he was leaving, but Huang Daoren screamed, "Kid don't think you can go!" and pounced. Zhou Zishu's figure straightened all of a sudden, and without looking back, he ordered, "Get lost" A whirl of his long-sleeve birthed two gust of force; with great accuracy, one he hit his shoulder, the other one on his knees, and Huang Daoren was really as well-behaved as a filial child, rolling away obediently 

Wen Kexing was laughing so hard that he had to support himself with the wall, unable to stand straight. For the first time, He discovered that this Zhou Xu was not only likable, but also had a sense of mischief that he didn't realize he possessed, and this was too interesting. 

But tragedy struck before he was done laughing, while everyone's attention was on Zhou Zishu, Yu Qiufeng suddenly caused trouble. His long sword whistled as it left the scabbard, thrust toward Wen Kexing's neck without warning. 

Even though his word just aimed at Zhou Zishu as if he hasn't seen Wen Kexing at all, but he has always been paying attention to this person-even if Wen Kexing has turned into ashes, the elegant Huashan head will still remember that It was he, who had made him fall in front of so many people so disgracefully, and if he did not get his revenge for this. Yu Qiufeng felt that he was disgracing his identity as a man—of course, this was pure overthinking on Sect Leader Yu's part because even if he had gotten revenge, not even a fool on earth will treat him as a man. 

Wen Kexing slapped his palm on the wall and bent backward, nearly horizontally, to avoid the attack. Determined, Yu Qiufeng's sword arrived yet again in a flurry of strokes, each one vicious than the last. Wen Kexing was even more baffled. That day, he had drunk a lot of wine, and had been completely sloshed, unable to recall what year and day it has been; he had long forgotten about "trivial misunderstanding" with Sect leader Yu. Even if he remembered about it, he probably wouldn't think much of it. Yu Qiufeng wasn't a prissy young maiden that needs to preserve her beauty and face, if he tumbled, so be it, what was the big deal? 

So he had entirely no clue how he, an "innocent " passerby, had offended Sect Leader Yu. Looking at his opponent's attack, it was as if he had snatched his wife——-Wen Kexing felt very wronged because men, in general, did not have male wives. 

He didn't retaliate, retreating without rest, saying, " say, what do you mean by this?" 

Yu Qiufeng sneered: "Those of unorthodox paths are of abominable evils. The masses demand them to be clobbered, it is fruitless to explain this, die!" 

Wen Kexing tilted his head on one side, avoiding the single thrust, and stretched out two fingers with accuracy, trapping Qiu's sword in between them, and scoffed: " demand for them to be clobbered? Sorry, I'm not a rat, but I am begging you to do this kind deed——don't come after me bearing deep grudge like you're a rat poison! " 

He made a soft noise of exertion, and Qiufeng 's sword was snapped in his hand. 

In a pugilist world, among the greatest ways of humiliating someone, shattering someone's weapon ranked right behind killing someone's fathers and snatching their wife. 

Yu Qiu's eyes redden. he drove his palm toward Wen Kexing's chest as he leaped to send a kick flying at his crotch, his movement swift like he had honed each strike-through intense practice. Fortunately, After Huang Qiufeng had "rolled " away. the group behind him that seemed to be enjoying a show finally realized that they should be eradicating evil, and went to pester Zhou Zishu—— No one noticed that in this overlooked corner, Sect Leader Yu was putting up a performance of the " Teasing yin kick" in front of the crowd!" 

Mm, strange events occur every year, but there were particularly many of them this year! 

Leaning sideways, Wen Kexing raised his knee and landed it right on Yu Qiufeng's thigh, and immediately he heard the bone "snap" and broke. 

At the same time, his palm collided head-on with his. Yu Qiufeng only felt a torrential wave of internal force surging at him with the palm, but it was too late. His palm seemed to be sucked by the other side. That 

a mighty tsunami-like wave of internal energy surged along his meridians, almost gorging him to a bursting point. 

At that instant, Yu Qiuyan raised his eyes in a panic and saw the expression of this grinning man without a serious face in front of him-dark, indifferent, and entirely uncaring, just like a real monster, killing like a numb, unmoved. 

With a woman's sharp scream, a biting gust of wind swept past, bringing a few needles as thin as ox's hair rushed at Wen Kexing. Almost reflexively, he let go of Yu Qiufeng and slammed a palm toward them—-from a distance away, the needles were knocked askew, but the force of his palm still didn't disperse. Unable to dodge in time, the force of his palm strike hit the woman behind straight on the chest, send her flying and crashing into the wall. 

Only then did Wen Kexing could make out that the person who ambushed him was none other than Liu Qianqiao, who had unclogged her acupuncture point without anyone knowing. He first was taken aback, then like he suddenly understood something, and he shouted: "A-Xu, come quick, I witnessed some adultery! " 

Zhou Zishu simply didn't know what to say to him. turned around, he booted a persistent death-seeker away, bent to pick up Liu Qianqiao, and said, clipped, "Cut the nonsense out, let's go!" 

Wen Kexing made a sound of acknowledgment and escaped with him without protest. 

The two of them leaped away at great speed with Qinggong, and after an indeterminable distance, long after they had lost the lowlife troublemakers on their trial, Zhou Zishu finally stopped and threw the barely-alive Liu Qianqiao under a tree, and sealed a few of her major acupuncture points 

Wen Kexing crossed his arm, chuckling: "Great, you took her away, now your reputation as an unorthodox villain is further cemented" He thought about it, then reflected smugly, "That's fine, anyway, I don't have any good reputation. You are mine, so this count as sticking together for better or for worst" 

Zhou Zishu didn't look at him, leaned over to look at Liu Qianqiao's injury, took out a small bottle of medicine from his robes, and stuffed a pill in her mouth without a second thought. Regardless of whether it will work, He said: "Lao Wen, the mouth is meant for eating not for talking crap—-just a fraction of more force, and you would have killed her." 

Hearing that slightly annoyed, but inexplicably familiar address of"Lao Wen", Wen Kexing was instantly overjoyed. As for the latter sentence, he automatically assumed that they were just demonstrating his tough love 

Liu Qianqiao coughed once, and this slight movement almost made her fall, and her eyes glared at Zhou Zishu with angry eyes, speaking with much difficulty, "Why...are you pretending at kindness ...?" 

Zhou Zishu ignored her, but just squatted down and asked, "Let me ask you, where did you learn your skills of disguise from?" 

Liu Qianqiao never thought that this was the first question that will come out of his mouth, She paused He, then spat, and said gustily despite being near-death he, and said sternly, "What's it got to do with you?" 

Hearing this, Wen Ke Xingyan said, "Miss Liu, were you changing your appearance, and snatching the Lapis Armour for Yu Qiufeng? Let me give you a word of advice: a woman doesn't have to be afraid of being ugly, or stupid, but should be more fearful of being blind. That kind of trash, it's a disservice to you to have fallen in love with him. Do you know how he finds us? Why Ye Baiyi would have chase a man in black into that alley? Who deliberately misled you? Making you think that the man in black who ran away was Yu Qiufeng so that you would strike out at Ye Baiyi? Who exposed you in front of everyone? Fool, he used you as a shield. " 

With his word, He ripped apart the "maidenly troubles " of this woman who was no longer in her prime of youth. This was more fatal than the "ugly freak" of Ye Baiyi had been . If Liu Qianqiao had a little energy to move, she would get up and kill him. Already. 

Zhou Zishu said, " shut up." 

Receiving the order, Wen Kexing immediately shut his lips tightly, like he was wishing that he'd grown only a single lip. 

Staring at her face, Zhou Zishu estimated the age of Liu Qianqiao, and suddenly asked, "you....when you were little, Have you ... ever met a stranger without eyebrows, half-starved and injured? And you gave him food? " 

When his master Qin Huaizhang was young, he was once chased by the enemy and was seriously injured. He fell into a farm and was penniless. It is said that thanks to a little girl with a scar on his face who had secretly brought him food. Helping him through the most difficult time, Qin Huaizhang, with nothing on him to repay her with, and felt much pity to see that her appearance had been destroyed. He had taught her a few techniques of disguise, yet he had never thought that it will harm her in the future, instead 

Liu Qianqiao did not say anything, but a flash of surprise flashed on her face, Zhou Zishu understood, lowered his head to think, and took a bottle of wound ointment out of his robes, and placed it in front of Liu Qianqiao. He said, "Decide what is the best for yourself, from now on." 

Then he got up and left. 

Elated, Wen Kexing followed after Zhou Zishu, saying, "She was plotting to do you in, yet, you were still good to her, that's really..." 

But he suddenly stopped speaking, because he saw Zhou Zishu fish another bottle of ointment out from his robes, and rubbing its content onto his face. At first, it was not obvious, but After a few more rubs, different skin color was gradually revealed. 

Wen Kexing's eyes weren't even blinking, widening further as he stared. 

For more than ten years, in which he has been living neither a man nor a ghost, he was as hard as a stone, never hesitated, never once uncertain, and never once panicked. At the age of fifteen years old, he shouldered the responsibility of the Four Seasons Manor. At the age of eighteen, he encountered the crown prince, He Lianhe by chance which sparked his youthful heroism establishing Tian Chuang single-handed lay at twenty-three. All that he should have done, he had completed 

Even if his name could not be recorded in the annals, the mountains and rivers were monuments of his contribution.​​ 

When Zhou Zishu said this, the corner of his mouth was raised slightly, but it was more like a bitter smile, but the gaze swept over on them seemed like a frosty beam of light; in that insistent, Huang Daoren hesitated in his steps, and in his heart, a Sudden desire to step back was born. But after glimpsing over Yu Qiufeng in the corner of his eye, he had no choice but to stand firm. 

Huang Daoren have always felt that Yu Qiufeng and his dead son were superficial pretty faces, they were useless at everything, and can only rely on their Sect...which was steadily waning by the day— to sufficiently maintain appearance to squeeze themselves into being included among the major sect. . The Cangsan Sect has a good relationship with Huashan Sect all along. Huang Daoren feels that he was helping those pretty but useless face out in all aspects on behalf of their Sect ties. On one once hand, he could brag about how honorable he was, and on the other hand, he pitied Yu Qiufeng 

In the face of such a pitiful and cowardly man, how could Huang Daoren retreat? 

He measured the big group of people behind him, and was instantly assured, thinking," there are so many of us, even if each one of us only stamped on you once; it's enough to flatten you into noodles" and thus he shouted: "what's there to talk to him about, we'll know once we arrest him and interrogate him" 

His voice exploded right by Yu Qiufeng 's ears, and Yu Qiu's frown gently, unconsciously fanned himself a few times with that landscape- illustrate fan, his head tilted slightly on the side, he was thoroughly annoyed to team up with Huang Daoren, feeling that other than his plain looks, his actions and manners was like a village's hooligan.- —Even the butcher who kills pigs and meat at the vegetable market is much more refined than him. Not only was Huang Daoren simple-minded, but he also still liked to run about, with villagers within ten li can hear his voice once he opens his mouth as if he was afraid that no one knows that he was there. 

Yu Qiufeng sneered and looked at Zhou Zishu and didn't pick up where Huang Daoren had left off. thinking that if it weren't for the weakening might of the Huashan Sect in the recent years, and that he was worried that it will be difficult for them to succeed without the support, how would he be willing to claim brotherhood with this slimy person? If their dumbass was willing to take the lead, he let him. It is just that these two people were of unknown background and undetermined expertise, and no one knows what kind of attitude the descendants of an ancient monk held. and he would use Huang Daoren to test the water. 

And thus something awkward happened——Huang Daoren's intentions were for Yu Quifeng to pick up from where he had left off once he was done shouting, and have the crowd behind him swarm all at once, so he would not have to put in any effort, and would still wait smugly off to one side, yet he had not expected that Yu Qiufeng would stay silent, waiting for him to change ahead into danger. Unclear of the situation, the group of people behind him only stared at him, and no one moved a single step. 

In half a lifetime's worth of existence, Wen Kexing had never witnessed such a bizarre sight. He had always been the sort to laugh when he wanted to laugh, cry when he desired, and play the ruffian when he felt like it——- not bothering to be polite, he cackled uproariously, pointing at Huang Daoren as he booed, "I say, don't tell me that a few of you didn't rehearsal this properly, and had forgotten your lines? Get off the stage, he is it that you dare come to perform the opera when you haven't even familiarized yourself with the steps? You will not earn any tips from anyone. " 

After observing the situation for half a beat, Ye Baiyi said "What is this nonsense." and turned to leave, neglecting Yu Qiufeng. In a flash, there was no trace of his white figure. 

Thinking about this entire encounter in a circus, Zhou Zishu didn't feel like entertaining those people any longer. he was leaving, but Huang Daoren screamed, "Kid don't think you can go!" and pounced. Zhou Zishu's figure straightened all of a sudden, and without looking back, he ordered, "Get lost" A whirl of his long-sleeve birthed two gust of force; with great accuracy, one he hit his shoulder, the other one on his knees, and Huang Daoren was really as well-behaved as a filial child, rolling away obediently 

Wen Kexing was laughing so hard that he had to support himself with the wall, unable to stand straight. For the first time, He discovered that this Zhou Xu was not only likable, but also had a sense of mischief that he didn't realize he possessed, and this was too interesting. 

But tragedy struck before he was done laughing, while everyone's attention was on Zhou Zishu, Yu Qiufeng suddenly caused trouble. His long sword whistled as it left the scabbard, thrust toward Wen Kexing's neck without warning. 

Even though his word just aimed at Zhou Zishu as if he hasn't seen Wen Kexing at all, but he has always been paying attention to this person-even if Wen Kexing has turned into ashes, the elegant Huashan head will still remember that It was he, who had made him fall in front of so many people so disgracefully, and if he did not get his revenge for this. Yu Qiufeng felt that he was disgracing his identity as a man—of course, this was pure overthinking on Sect Leader Yu's part because even if he had gotten revenge, not even a fool on earth will treat him as a man. 

Wen Kexing slapped his palm on the wall and bent backward, nearly horizontally, to avoid the attack. Determined, Yu Qiufeng's sword arrived yet again in a flurry of strokes, each one vicious than the last. Wen Kexing was even more baffled. That day, he had drunk a lot of wine, and had been completely sloshed, unable to recall what year and day it has been; he had long forgotten about "trivial misunderstanding" with Sect leader Yu. Even if he remembered about it, he probably wouldn't think much of it. Yu Qiufeng wasn't a prissy young maiden that needs to preserve her beauty and face, if he tumbled, so be it, what was the big deal? 

So he had entirely no clue how he, an "innocent " passerby, had offended Sect Leader Yu. Looking at his opponent's attack, it was as if he had snatched his wife——-Wen Kexing felt very wronged because men, in general, did not have male wives. 

He didn't retaliate, retreating without rest, saying, " say, what do you mean by this?" 

Yu Qiufeng sneered: "Those of unorthodox paths are of abominable evils. The masses demand them to be clobbered, it is fruitless to explain this, die!" 

Wen Kexing tilted his head on one side, avoiding the single thrust, and stretched out two fingers with accuracy, trapping Qiu's sword in between them, and scoffed: " demand for them to be clobbered? Sorry, I'm not a rat, but I am begging you to do this kind deed——don't come after me bearing deep grudge like you're a rat poison! " 

He made a soft noise of exertion, and Qiufeng 's sword was snapped in his hand. 

In a pugilist world, among the greatest ways of humiliating someone, shattering someone's weapon ranked right behind killing someone's fathers and snatching their wife. 

Yu Qiu's eyes redden. he drove his palm toward Wen Kexing's chest as he leaped to send a kick flying at his crotch, his movement swift like he had honed each strike-through intense practice. Fortunately, After Huang Qiufeng had "rolled " away. the group behind him that seemed to be enjoying a show finally realized that they should be eradicating evil, and went to pester Zhou Zishu—— No one noticed that in this overlooked corner, Sect Leader Yu was putting up a performance of the " Teasing yin kick" in front of the crowd!" 

Mm, strange events occur every year, but there were particularly many of them this year! 

Leaning sideways, Wen Kexing raised his knee and landed it right on Yu Qiufeng's thigh, and immediately he heard the bone "snap" and broke. 

At the same time, his palm collided head-on with his. Yu Qiufeng only felt a torrential wave of internal force surging at him with the palm, but it was too late. His palm seemed to be sucked by the other side. That 

a mighty tsunami-like wave of internal energy surged along his meridians, almost gorging him to a bursting point. 

At that instant, Yu Qiuyan raised his eyes in a panic and saw the expression of this grinning man without a serious face in front of him-dark, indifferent, and entirely uncaring, just like a real monster, killing like a numb, unmoved. 

With a woman's sharp scream, a biting gust of wind swept past, bringing a few needles as thin as ox's hair rushed at Wen Kexing. Almost reflexively, he let go of Yu Qiufeng and slammed a palm toward them—-from a distance away, the needles were knocked askew, but the force of his palm still didn't disperse. Unable to dodge in time, the force of his palm strike hit the woman behind straight on the chest, send her flying and crashing into the wall. 

Only then did Wen Kexing could make out that the person who ambushed him was none other than Liu Qianqiao, who had unclogged her acupuncture point without anyone knowing. He first was taken aback, then like he suddenly understood something, and he shouted: "A-Xu, come quick, I witnessed some adultery! " 

Zhou Zishu simply didn't know what to say to him. turned around, he booted a persistent death-seeker away, bent to pick up Liu Qianqiao, and said, clipped, "Cut the nonsense out, let's go!" 

Wen Kexing made a sound of acknowledgment and escaped with him without protest. 

The two of them leaped away at great speed with Qinggong, and after an indeterminable distance, long after they had lost the lowlife troublemakers on their trial, Zhou Zishu finally stopped and threw the barely-alive Liu Qianqiao under a tree, and sealed a few of her major acupuncture points 

Wen Kexing crossed his arm, chuckling: "Great, you took her away, now your reputation as an unorthodox villain is further cemented" He thought about it, then reflected smugly, "That's fine, anyway, I don't have any good reputation. You are mine, so this count as sticking together for better or for worst" 

Zhou Zishu didn't look at him, leaned over to look at Liu Qianqiao's injury, took out a small bottle of medicine from his robes, and stuffed a pill in her mouth without a second thought. Regardless of whether it will work, He said: "Lao Wen, the mouth is meant for eating not for talking crap—-just a fraction of more force, and you would have killed her." 

Hearing that slightly annoyed, but inexplicably familiar address of"Lao Wen", Wen Kexing was instantly overjoyed. As for the latter sentence, he automatically assumed that they were just demonstrating his tough love 

Liu Qianqiao coughed once, and this slight movement almost made her fall, and her eyes glared at Zhou Zishu with angry eyes, speaking with much difficulty, "Why...are you pretending at kindness ...?" 

Zhou Zishu ignored her, but just squatted down and asked, "Let me ask you, where did you learn your skills of disguise from?" 

Liu Qianqiao never thought that this was the first question that will come out of his mouth, She paused He, then spat, and said gustily despite being near-death he, and said sternly, "What's it got to do with you?" 

Hearing this, Wen Ke Xingyan said, "Miss Liu, were you changing your appearance, and snatching the Lapis Armour for Yu Qiufeng? Let me give you a word of advice: a woman doesn't have to be afraid of being ugly, or stupid, but should be more fearful of being blind. That kind of trash, it's a disservice to you to have fallen in love with him. Do you know how he finds us? Why Ye Baiyi would have chase a man in black into that alley? Who deliberately misled you? Making you think that the man in black who ran away was Yu Qiufeng so that you would strike out at Ye Baiyi? Who exposed you in front of everyone? Fool, he used you as a shield. " 

With his word, He ripped apart the "maidenly troubles " of this woman who was no longer in her prime of youth. This was more fatal than the "ugly freak" of Ye Baiyi had been . If Liu Qianqiao had a little energy to move, she would get up and kill him. Already. 

Zhou Zishu said, " shut up." 

Receiving the order, Wen Kexing immediately shut his lips tightly, like he was wishing that he'd grown only a single lip. 

Staring at her face, Zhou Zishu estimated the age of Liu Qianqiao, and suddenly asked, "you....when you were little, Have you ... ever met a stranger without eyebrows, half-starved and injured? And you gave him food? " 

When his master Qin Huaizhang was young, he was once chased by the enemy and was seriously injured. He fell into a farm and was penniless. It is said that thanks to a little girl with a scar on his face who had secretly brought him food. Helping him through the most difficult time, Qin Huaizhang, with nothing on him to repay her with, and felt much pity to see that her appearance had been destroyed. He had taught her a few techniques of disguise, yet he had never thought that it will harm her in the future, instead 

Liu Qianqiao did not say anything, but a flash of surprise flashed on her face, Zhou Zishu understood, lowered his head to think, and took a bottle of wound ointment out of his robes, and placed it in front of Liu Qianqiao. He said, "Decide what is the best for yourself, from now on." 

Then he got up and left. 

Elated, Wen Kexing followed after Zhou Zishu, saying, "She was plotting to do you in, yet, you were still good to her, that's really..." 

But he suddenly stopped speaking, because he saw Zhou Zishu fish another bottle of ointment out from his robes, and rubbing its content onto his face. At first, it was not obvious, but After a few more rubs, different skin color was gradually revealed. 

Wen Kexing's eyes weren't even blinking, widening further as he stared.