It was no wonder Fang Zheng was so surprised, for just as he was about to subdue his opponent, he saw the man's face clearly—it was the very dangerous Knight he had once fought alongside. Fang Zheng just hadn't expected to encounter him again here.
"Who are you?"
Startled by Fang Zheng's question, Knight Conan also paused, his struggling hands also coming to a rest. He had thought the other party was a cultist, but to his surprise, this person had recognized him by name, and he looked... somewhat familiar?
At that thought, Knight Conan furrowed his brows, looking toward Fang Zheng while desperately searching his memory for his name. However, soon enough, Fang Zheng revealed the answer.
"I'm Fang Zheng."
"You are Mr. Fang Zheng?"
Upon hearing this answer, Conan's realization dawned on him; he eyed Fang Zheng from head to toe, finally recognizing the familiar traces on the young man.