Zhao Jiuge stared at the figure behind the door. His face was smooth like jade and he only looked about 20 years old. He was wearing a gorgeous, light-blue robe, but there was a sense of sadness on his face. It had been almost six years and Mo Shouyi’s appearance had changed a bit, but Zhao Jiuge could still recognize him at a glance.

While Zhao Jiuge was looking at Mo Shouyi, he was also looking back at Zhao Jiuge. His eyes were filled with doubt while he stared at the smiling Zhao Jiuge.

Finally, after a while, Mo Shouyi shouted with some uncertainty, “You… You’re really Zhao Jiuge? You’re still alive?” His words were filled with shock and doubt.

“I haven’t seen you in a few years and you have become a lot more handsome. I also didn’t recognize you.” Zhao Jiuge patted Mo Shouyi’s shoulder. He felt very happy because he was able to meet an old friend after so many years.

“By the way, why are you shocked that I’m alive? What happened to the Mo mansion? Where did everyone else go?”

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