บท 141: Small City

Zhu Long was in a rush to reach the Zhu Sect, maybe his grandfather, someone at the Saint Stage was alive, someone at that power wouldn't die that easily. Zhu Long felt a bit more hopeful when he listened to Han Qiang, his mind wasn't thinking straight, he was still trying to process everything to Han Qiang's words helped him calm down a lot. Zhu Long felt grateful for having her in his time of need. It was still a mystery for Zhu Long, it felt like everything that happened till now was scripted, something felt amiss, but it was only a gut feeling, ZHu Long had no basis for that feeling. 'I'm just overthinking now.' Zhu Long said to himself.